"Nah, I've been wanking up here every day since they moved in next door. Nobody can see us." If we can see them, they can see us," Peregrine pointed o...t."They don't know where to look. 'Sides, we're in the shadow of the trees and they're out in the sun. If they look up this way, the sun's in their eyes." He gave a little gasp as he began stroking himself in preparation for the big event. "This is gonna be a doozy! Who's out there, still just their mum?" Yeah. No, hang about, she's going. I know I don't have a prayer of getting between you." You're a very attractive woman," I demurred.She laughed. "Not enough. Not enough by far. You know, pride is supposed to be a vice, isn't it? Yet it's pride that stops me from competing with Kelly." Pride ... or moral standards?"She turned serious. "Thank you, Skipper. Perhaps it's both." She turned and went below, returning shortly after with Kelly in tow; she pointed out the land on the horizon. "There you are, Kelly – your first sight of. ‘Why is it,’ she thought, ‘as soon as I am in this dream I am thinking of sex. Am I just a part of Anton’s little wet dream?’ It was then she remembered her pact with Sandra—no sex with Anton, it was to be a girls’ dream of swimming. Louise got up and started off along the shore towards the red boat. As always Anton was standing a little beyond the boat with his loincloth flapping in the breeze, Louise tried to ignore him and any thought of what lay beneath the cloth, instead she concentrated. His cock was small. Even when it was rock hard, it was only 5 inches long. It was no wonder why Norma was looking for a pick up at the bar. I stood to one side of him and began to stroke his cock. Looking at him I saw he was breathing faster. So I pick up the pace and stroke him harder. While I was doing this, I squeeze him cock as well. He was beginning to moan a little. I knew he was about to cum, so I began to stroke faster. About 40 seconds later he came. Shooting only a couple of drops..