The doorbell rings and I open the door. In comes Brandi. She’s about 5′8″, blonde, has C cup tits and is wearing a skimpy red dress. We sit down...on the couch and before I can offer her a drink she passionately french kisses me. Our tongues rubbing together, I reach up and cup her breast in my hand. I start rubbing her nipple, which is becoming harder by the second.The kissing becomes more passionate. Now she’s sucking my earlobes, which is making my cock rock hard. I reach up her skimpy dress. “ I think I can persuade him! Just watch!” and she knelt down in front of me and sucked on my cock until it hardened up. She kept sucking, running her hand up and down the shaft, all wet with her spit. Her other hand fondled my balls. I began to feel that familiar ache. My cock telling my head who’s in charge. “Winnie! I think I’m going to cum!” I grunted. A smile spread across her cock filled face as I spewed my sperm into her mouth. Still smiling, she let it drip out from the corners of her. If any stray women happened along, I had the perfect place to show them a good time. Of course, that was exactly what I didn’t want. I was here to work, and had chosen this place because of its isolation. I put my things down and decided to explore the property. From the screened porch, I could see another cabin on the lake, but nothing else. A dock, similar to the one in front of my cabin, jutted into the water about a quarter-mile away. Unless I was mistaken, there was a person sunbathing on. They had seen everything. They had turned the TV on the moment I had found Joey sitting in the car. Margaret almost cried herself when Joey had his face buried into my shoulder, especially when my own tears had started to fall. She was torn between the wrongness of what she thought we had done and her motherly feelings for both of us.I was rather surprised to find Margaret didn't think very highly of Suzi. When Suzi came into the picture, Margaret started to feel protective, or maybe a little.