I took off my T-shirt, my shoes and socks, and then my shorts. I don’t wear underwear in my cut off blue jean shorts. My cock sprang out straight an... hard as the girls stared at it. I jumped in, swam my four laps, and climbed out to stand on the dock facing them. My cock never went down even in the cold water.Joy had us all pick up our clothes and carry them back to the cabin. That was where she announced that the week would be clothing optional just as Judy had planned. Joy said that if a girl. The thrust of his cock pushed his underpants out. His hands were on her again, stroking and petting her silken skin, making her whole body burn with lust.She wondered if whores felt like this with their customers. She had heard that to them, a fuck was nothing more than just business. Didn't they get hot, burn with passion? Why should she be any better than a common prostitute, any different from a call girl? Because she was enjoying what she was doing!!!She knelt and eased off Mr. McCarter's. That evening, they went to the supermarket so that Vicki could get more red beans and rice for supper. The previous night's dinner of grilled cheese sandwiches had been made by Claude and was long since used up. Dan had eaten a Reuben shortly before he met Vicki at the bar. This was the first meal that she would actually make for Dan, and while it was simple, she hoped that it would impress him."Damn, Vicki, do you cook this well every night? That old saying that the way to a man's heart is. She told the younger fellow to follow her to the basement where the furnace is located. Like his mentor, his eyes were glued to her backside as she led the way. Once at the furnace she stood back and watched as he removed some panels, then she stepped forward from behind him and rested her chin on his shoulder, pretending to ask what certain parts of the furnace were. He was definitely flustered at first but did his best to explain things to her. I watched as she wrapped her arms around his.