Was she doing this for me? Later on I found out that she was. She came back the next summer. My wife wasn’t happy with her full time guest but I was... On her second night there, my wife had gone to bed. I went for a dip in the pool and came back in with a small towel around my waist. I sat in my usual spot and let my towel fall fully open. After a few minutes she said “John, you should cover up”. I said “why, I am ok”. She said “Karen might come down”. I said “She never comes back down. She is. She gave me a silly little smile and did as she had been told, I aimed the shower head, between her legs and washed her a bit more, then went back to the exploration of her innards.I must admit, she was pretty neat down below, like well groomed, with a pretty little landing strip, unlike me with my bushy triangle, note to self, sort it out tomorrow.It was about now that I realised she was beginning to enjoy this a bit too much, c’mon guys, I may be a nerd, but I think I can recognise the. What confused me was how they guessed almost on the spot. I told them that they were both wrong but were close. Then Laura admitted that she secretly wanted to have sex with a woman once just to see what it was like. Dianne chuckled and we continued our little talk and I joked about how one of my female friends, who I had had a crush on beat up on me a lot in high school and they joked that I was a masochist (which I am lol) and that they should buy me leather underwear. Anyway, one thing lead. . Mmm” she cried out as her legs wrapped around my waist and with every inch I pushed in her vice like grip tightened but I wasn’t going to let anything stop me unloading.I saw Meghan lean over to get a better look at my veiny cock sliding in and out of her new friend and my audience spurred me on and I soon got into my rhythm as the chair started rocking, Trish was getting into it as she started to gyrate slowly as I pounded her hole, damn she was tight but I was letting all my frustrations go.