Ever since we got this place we have been going out with my dad to get some practice. Now we both could easily be top contenders in local events if we...bothered.As it was getting close to her finish, we passed a bigger boat that was making huge waves. I tried to give it some wide birth then take the wake head on to give Chelsea an easier time, but she caught an edge and ate it hard. She did a full cartwheel, skipped a few times and whipped her head onto the surface of the water. I circled back. I took my hand out of my thong and sucked on my fingers. I planned on fucking myself with my fingers and getting my panties wet. I knew that Brad would love to see the wet spot on them. I pushed my hand back down my thong and played with my pussy lips. I opened my legs wide and pushed my two fingers into my pussy. I finger fucked myself until I had an orgasm. The pussy juices soaked the material in my thong. While I was masturbating, I heard Brad open the front door. He must have gone into the. He certainly doesn’t back away. Instead, his face breaks into a broad grin and he says, “Gosh, Bobby, I wouldn't say no to that. It's been a long time since anyone gave me a handjob."(Chalk one up to my intuition!)I match his grin and tell him, ”Okay, come over here to the recliner." I go to the cupboard for a couple of towels and put one on the seat of the recliner which is leather-covered and would be rather cool to his bare ass. "Drop 'em and have a seat,” I say.He slips out of his sneakers,. She was in her traditional outfit, a tight black leather half-jacket with an open chest and full sleeves. She looked as though she had been sleeping, her blonde hair disheveled, her top less open than Selina’s. Talia’s signature sword laid just underneath the couch she occupies, and she has her boots up on the arm, until she swings her legs forward, boots hitting the ground.“Welcome, Mister B.” Selina jokes, mocking a style that Bruce was quite familiar with. Bruce didn’t reply in kind, as the.