Dennis meanwhile was doing Stirling work with the camera despite having a stiffee like a third leg, and breathing like a fire pump. The hips moved, ju...t a little further with every thrust , half inch, three quarters, a full inch, it was like poetry in motion, slowly inextricably those hips moved away then back into the waiting, crying, gasping body, who`s fingers dug deep into his black shoulders and who`s breath was now in gasps interposed with groans, not so much of pain now, as the sexual. And staring at a mound of peach fuzz blonde pubic hair between her legs.And I felt my dick grow incredibly hard inside my swim trunks.Katie stood up. And without a word, pulled her bikini bottoms down.I couldn't believe what was happening. This was not what I'd planned for a vacation.I sat there in the hot tub. And stared at Katie's bigger sized thighs. A beautiful set of boobs on her teenage body. And between her legs, one of the most beautiful bushes of red pussy hair I'd ever seen in my. I suddenly found myself wishing she were lactating. I really think I would have cum then and there had I drawn her milk once again. As it was, I was enjoying this tremendously and Mom began responding with light moans of pleasure. I traced every inch of her breasts with my lips and tongue and eventually found enough will power to draw myself away from those delicious globes and begin working my way south. Her belly was flat and firm and quivered just a bit as I traced kisses over and around her. Friday I spent the early morning with VCATS with Biff in a conversation that made my decision to fly to Portugal Sunday night. I was planning to leave Monday night for a joint PACT meeting but there were several issues I needed to address first.Friday afternoon it was spent on VCATS again with Raymond Underhill at Polokwane. The next few weeks were going to be busy there. The first of the three C5 flights carrying the DOD radar was to leave early Monday morning. The flight had been finished out.