How can I be sure that I'm really okay with it and it's not just you..." What was that, mom? I couldn't hear you." I was just saying that the weather ...oday is just perfect for a pool party. How would my studly young man like to spend the afternoon surrounded by beautiful women in bikinis ... or less?" I think that's a great idea, mom. Until we hear from Skip anyway. As soon as we get the go-ahead we should get over to Mia's old sorority." Well then, young man, first things first, you are just a. But I would never give any woman a perfect ten without an incredible body to accompany the face, and your wife had a body that was absolutely perfect for my taste. She was pencil-thin from her abdomen to her firm, proud breasts. Her waist was framed by ideally shaped tits above and by her tight protruding ass below. I was guessing about all sorts of statistics concerning her body, so I guessed her measurements to be 36C-21-34. The most important consideration was that whatever my guesses were. When they heard me talk to them in cockney, they decided to give me a nickname. Guess what that was, Cockney. It was four old gentlemen who gave me the nickname they came daily to the Inn. Patsy would always say. “Those four old timers pay your salary between them every month, so look after them.”Late one afternoon after the rush hour, we had during lunch time. I was wiping down the tables. Getting nearer to the table with our four regulars, I could hear them whispering to each other, as soon. Holly knew from the look on Marnie's face what 'good care' meant and she felt her pussy cream suddenly."Damn it, Marnie!" she said in mock anger. "I just put on these panties!"Marnie smiled. Holly loved that Marnie saw her wetness as a good thing, almost envying her ability to soak herself at even a thought or passing comment."Drink water, Girl," Marnie said with a chuckle. "You're going to cream yourself into dehydration if your aren't careful."Holly smiled, but the comment wasn't much off the.