She’d removed her bikini top to avoid tan lines, at least on her top half. Thankfully she had enough modesty to keep the thong in place!Amanda’s b...dy was certainly worth looking at, Helen had to admit. She could understand why men found her so alluring. There was nothing wrong with Helen’s body either, and she made just as much effort (if not more) to keep it in shape, but she didn’t want to flaunt it so openly. Only her husband got to see it in all its glory.She turned her gaze down the rocky. Nobody sold spring water bottles in those days. We drank Tizer by preference to Thames tap water mixed with Robertson’s Barley Water or other cordials, and I suppose we’d have had a couple of empty bottles that Mum trolled off on foot with. She ended up doing that several times, with us kids in tow to carry more bottles. I think it took us four hours to crawl the couple of miles past Honiton. Overall, Wimbledon to Paignton took us 13 hours, an average of about 12 miles an hour. We didn’t see. Crystal put her foot behind Brit's to try to trip her, but Brit took a step with her other foot and pushed forward, and suddenly Crystal was the one who toppled over. Brit jumped on top of her, but Crystal squirmed out from underneath her, then wrapped her legs around one of Brit's and tried to turn her over.Brit managed to keep the advantage until Crystal suddenly grabbed the bottom of Brit's shirt and pulled it up over her tits, exposing her bra. Brit leaped up, trying to pull away as Crystal. She kept one hand flat against the base of the intruder and began giving it short, quick shoves, each time fully bottoming the intruder out in her ass. Then with the other hand reached for the chain straddling her tits and started short little tugs in sync with her other hand. My cock was straining for attention. Watching her tease herself with the short little tugs and thrusts. Looking down between her legs I noticed a little shininess between the folds of her pussy. I just wanted to jump her.