Her bra would hold the globes but barely. The crowds had dissipated. Francine was wearing a light robe over her show costume, picking up the leaflets ...eft over at the end of the day. Doing shows was good pay but unsteady work. She had earned a degree in Sales and Marketing but found early in her career that her bodacious body marketed products quicker than her witty sales pitches. She liked working these shows and, despite his cerebral safaris, Jeffery really knew his product. She was intrigued. She hovered over the tub and did her thing. I tried not to let her know I was watching her but she said to me "You bad boy you watching your aunt pee shame on you". She then started climbing back into the front seat. I pointed out that she let her panties back there. Her reply was "It was hard enough getting them off I be damn if I try and put them back on".She sat next to me just talking away about all type of stuff and then she asked me "Did you like watching me pee or where you wanting to. I knew Iwould be hard again shortly and would enjoy making hercum again.I got up and took her hand and told her to come with me.She stood up groggily and I led her to the guest room.Even while walking she kept rubbing herself. When wereached the bed she begged me to fuck her more. I wasmore than willing to comply. I laid her on the bed andleft the room for a moment to make a quick call. When Ireturned she was already cumming as she rubbed herselffuriously. The sight of that made me instantly. She was disappointed to see that it was still raining as she knew that the tennis courts and the pool would be closed. She sat down with a cup of coffee and reflected on her ruined plans for the day. As she sipped on her coffee her mind was working thinking about things that she might do that day to salvage it. For Peggy to go a full week without a male cock was unheard of. She was already starting to climb the walls. Some women crave chocolate but Peggy craved cock. Peggy then decided to go.