It did specify that the jetty and campground were on their half. That defined one terminus of a diagonal line running west-south-west to east-north-ea...t. I gave them a one quarter mile south of the park for esthetics. I asked that the contractor wiggle the fence-line around a bit to avoid cutting as many trees as they could, but I knew that they'd have to clear a path the width of the island that they could run a truck over. Once finished I approved of the fence's look. The dark. “Ok s*s?” I asked, as the last thing I wanted to do was push her too far. She just smiled and nodded.It was kind of difficult to coordinate thrusting my cock in Mom’s cunt and fingering Bec at the same time, but I got a rhythm going. Bec put an arm around my shoulder, and watched intently as my cock slid in and out of Mom’s juicy fuck box. “This is getting me really hot b*o!” She whispered in my ear.“I’d hope so s*s. If this didn’t get your juices flowing I think you’d be dead!” She giggled in. Those lovely buns, hips, and legs were pure sex and we both knew it. Hell, Ryan, her fiance, clearly knew it as well. Any chance to resume our affair, make it nice and hot and heavy, so much the better. The knowledge that she still squished around with my cum and that she didn’t have her panties on anymore only made things even more intense with her. Steve the waiter now owned that pair, but Ryan would probably assume that I did.With any luck, that would excite him more.An hour and an Uber. "Sixty. You'll get used to it!"Gloria was tempted to say that, with a layer of blubber like Fatso's, any temperature would be bearable, no matter how low. But Gloria was a polite young Nudist - for now! Gloria merely tried to look hard and brave and not shiver. She willed her goose bumps to go down but they were very stubborn and resisted with great success!She was given time to rest in her new quarters and told to report to the Gymnasium in twenty minutes. Gloria looked forward to the first.