’ ‘You didn’t stop once, did you?’ she asked him, fixing him with a firm glance. Chris couldn’t help averting his eyes. ‘Um, no.’ Lorna ...rched an eyebrow and he hurried on. ‘I was going to, really, I was. But I just got caught up in driving and listening to music and before I knew it I was almost here.’ He felt like he was ten years old again. It was all he could do not to scuff his feet. ‘Hmmm,’ she said noncommittally. ‘Well, as long as you’re here safely.’ He sighed in relief. ‘Come on, you. The bartender didn't even try not to look at her breasts. The other men were also gazing at Sara, dressed only in a tiny g string. We were on our second round when a very large black guy and his friends came up behind us.The black man said in a deep voice, "My name is Marcus. How are you both doing?" Pretty good, just enjoying some beers. My name is John and my wife's name is Sara." Sara, you are by far the prettiest women on the whole beach. You are a very lucky man John."Marcus must work out. .May I touch it?.. My cock swelled just a bit more, the glans now just as shiny as the blouses I'd handled earlier...my cock was pounding up and down as she touched it so delicately..her warm fingers gliding along its length and back to my very swollen dome.. lingering there and palming it, cradling it in her hand..it began to leak its pearly nectar onto her palm and fingers as she stroked the head and shaft." Oh dear look what its doing" she said..I will have to clean that up for you, what. A mischievous gleam came to my eye. Perhaps I could have a little fun. I looked directly at her and said, “I need a little assistance. Can you wash my back for me?”Without thinking, the young woman slipped out of her chair and knelt beside the tub. She took the washcloth from my hand and began to scrub my back. After a few minutes, I leaned back. Just as I’d hoped, she continued by scrubbing my wide, muscular chest. I leaned back. I was beginning to relax. I was feeling right at home.