I keep thrusting in as I grab hold of her little kicking feet. One has a cute little fuzzy blue sock on still, the other is bare and sweaty, with nice...shiny white painted toes. I reach up and feel up and down her sweaty armpits. A hint of dark stubble, the skin pale and soft. I hug her around the midsection tightly and rub my masked face up and down her armpit as she struggles and squeals and thrashes around. I plunge my cock in and out, in and out, Splat splat splat. I move my hands and face. In the back of my mind I had begun to have doubts about what was going on with her and Uncle Charles, I was going to find out the truth this very minute. The strange manner they had both been acting the previous evening, plus the many presents he was giving her, and added to this the fact that he seldom miss visiting her, was enough to bother me. Ever since I had begun to fondle Sandra a month or so earlier, it seemed that my mind was keener on those thing that had to do with sex. The more I. I started pushing her up and down, up and down causing her to giggle and flash that dimpled smile I first fell in love with.After fifteen reps, we walked over to the spa and took off our shirts. When Claire did it, I could hear many whistles from back inside the workout area. Claire, of course, loved it, milking it for all it was worth as she joined me in the spa.She was laying on my lap and we both had our eyes closed, when I heard, “Here they are – I found them.” I know that voice!With a. I suddenly realized my cock was very erect again. I unzipped my pants and started to jerk off. Precum leaked out the top. I stopped and remembered that I was not to touch my "pee pee" if I wanted to see those boobs. Shit. I put my hard cock back in my shorts and zipped up. I looked at the clock. Twenty minutes to go. My mind was racing. I might cum just thinking about what might happen when I went across the street. I watched the clock and those were the slowest minutes of my life. At.