“Thank you,” she said, her breath quickening as her husband rubbed her breast. “I think there’s still some paint on my skin there. I’d do it...myself but I already have paint on my hands.”“It’s okay,” Rich replied, “I’m used to doing this.”“You are?” she said. “Does this happen a lot?”“You’d be surprised,” he replied. Jennifer cocked her head to one side. “I would? So are you good at getting out stains?”“Well, I find that working in other people’s houses you have to be careful not to leave too. And, be careful, alright?"Samantha stood to attention with an "Aye, aye, Sir." and saluted but the whole thing fizzled because, being barefoot, she couldn't click her heels. Every body laughed as she hopped on one foot, rubbing her ankle."Okay ... That leaves you, Lisa ... Why don't you take the twins and Thomas and Henry and set out the dishes, the ketchup, relish and mustard?" Oh, yeah... ? And what will you be doing, Hotshot?" Me... ?" as he stretched out full length on one of the picnic. I could already feel something contracting inside me, the inevitable was slowly approaching."Claudia, slow down or I'll come ..." I whisperedThen she let go of him with the words, "ok, but I want to taste you later...", she took my hand and stood up as well.We left the steam bath, took our slippers, bathrobe and some more towels and went to the outdoor sauna.She walked - naked as she was - in front of me and wiggled while walking - consciously or u*********sly - still something with her horny. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me closer and deeper, and rocked with me as my hips started to move. The feeling was like all my Sundays had come at once, but thanks to my earlier rather hasty ejaculation, I found myself able to last and pace myself, to Sarah's obvious pleasure. When finally I felt my balls tighten, it was after Sarah had cum a couple of times, and did so again as I reared up with a cry of sheer pleasure. We stayed in bed all the weekend, it seemed, catching sleep when.