Margie s Holiday
My wife and I lazily walked up from the beach. We'd been on holiday for the last week and were feeling lazy and relaxed. We reached out apartment and I got our lunch while Margie had a shower and changed into a skimpy little dress. As we sat out on the balcony eating our lunch, I began to feel sexy as I looked at Margie's legs and looked past her gaping neckline at her small, firm breasts. She was sitting opposite to me and I put my foot up and caressed the insides of her thighs with...