" 'I'll be on my best behavior then."Gabriela released my pecker. "Now feel her up, horndog; those boobs won't bite."I did just that and surely cheese... again. If that wasn't enough, Mandy pushed down my head a bit and made me taste those nipples as well. I tasted those wonderful pieces of flesh all the while I felt the joy of having Gabriela sucking the life of my cock.It wasn't easy at all to keep myself on my toes, but I was in paradise, so I couldn't worry too much about comprehending. You'll see my signature. Bravo Two out."Mira thought about it for a moment or two. The spring had filled the little basin she had made, and, with a shrug, she stripped off her boots, shirt, kilt and briefs and washed in the cool water. When she was done, she put her boots back on, picked up her clothes and walked back to her shelter, her tall, lean, olive-skinned body drying in the sun. She pulled her pack to her and dressed in a long, indigo robe she had brought with her — a tribal costume. One theme of my life, and our marriage, has been watching. We both like to watch, and we like being watched. We like our privacy, and overall we'd rather be just ourselves alone, but we've met any number of couples and singles who've proved attractive enough and interested enough that we've let them into our lives and into our bodies. And vice versa.My point is this: I was watching, literally watching, Julie in a way that I hadn't been watching Matt. Because she was a girl, because I like. I was just there and it was so nice to see her as it had been several months since last visit. I got the same caring invite to the couch, "Come on in and have a seat on the couch and I will bring you a tea, how have you been?" So we discussed the local going's on and the plans I had to renovate the one unit that needed upgrading and again she was complimentary and again, her hand was on my leg and inner thigh this time. Wow... what a turn on for me. I was trying to be gentlemanly polite and.