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The steady thrumming of the water was broken only by the echoes of playing children and the shouts of excited lake goers, who like him, had made their way out here into the wilderness for the summer. Ryan was not the wisest of men, nor was he the best featured, his beer gut had earned its place, though it was not extensive. It hung out only enough to dissuade him from taking pride in his physique. As such he sat on the shore line and watched those who had earned better comfort in their own skin dive and frolic about the glacial lake. He gazed up longingly at the peaks above, the mighty pillars of rock and dust that enclosed this deep valley in the embrace of their shadow. As he shifted in his camping chair his eyes caught a glimpse of his daughter, Emily – she had just emerged from a lengthy time underwater. Her neighborhood friend, Kim, sat opposite her ejecting a fountain of water Hairy with her hands. Emily responded with a scream and blasted a wave of her own in her friend’s direction. They giggled moments later halfheartedly splashing about. All around him walked women and men whose bodies were the stuff of legend. The tight pants and revealing bathing suits tugged at Ryan’s emotions. You can civilize a man – but you can never take away the fantasies – and the fantasies were alive and well. He felt those parts of his body warm and tingle with the human scenery that passed him by – how he would love to be 20 years younger, capable of wooing one of these pristine beauties to his bed. But those days were long gone – at 39 he was just another shmuck on the beach, eyeing up the hindquarters of younger women. He let indian out a sigh – he was one of them – the men that gave women reason to be uncomfortable. His daughter stepped out of the lake, her skin glistening in the sun. She laughed as she spoke with her friend. Her Bikini was barely anything, covering her chest with an apparatus so small it merely blocked her nipple from view, her round plump breasts were open and enticing to all who gaze upon her. Gritting his teeth Ryan looked away – these fantasies he buried deep where none could find them – not even him. But he felt his body respond to her against his will. Her beautiful blond hair fell, even soaked in lake water, perfectly about her shoulders, her buttocks was as prominent as her front, bubbling out behind her, covered by only a strand of rainbow colored nylon. He felt the tingling arouse his nether region. Again, he forced such fantasies down. He needed some relief, something to release the tension. He’d be sleeping within the same tent as her tonight and had no desire to spend it aching for her. They had a 14-mile hike ahead of them in the coming day and he would need his sleep. Figuring he could quickly relieve himself in the tent before his daughter was finished here, he grabbed his chair as he stood and folded it. He just needed ten minutes alone and all would be well – besides his wife awaited them at home in a few days, and she would, if the stars aligned correctly and enough goats sacrificed to the old gods, might help him with his need for some sexual intercourse. Emily The cold sting of the mountain lake bit at her legs like a thousand angry needles. The day was blistering hot under the roaring sunlight that crashed down upon her and the two sensations seemed to equalize somewhere in the middle. Kim, who had been her lifelong camping buddy and childhood friend, stood behind her, watching. Emily turned to wave at her father, who had picked up his chair and was headed for the tent. A small low filled her soul – he had been troubled the past few days of hiking. She had had many a nightmare of him telling her of some horrific terminal illness befalling him. She shrugged it off quickly and turned back to her friend. “Hey M! You done in the lake?” Kim called. “Yeah, for a bit.” The hand Hairy on her back began caressing again, going up and down her back in soft strokes. Liz could sense that I was a little hesitant. I know you asked me not to risk my life for this. She nodded silently. Kimiko darted her head forward, eyes closed, while Hanako did the same. I ask her about the client and she tells me that it’s a couple she also tells me that I get to keep all tips and I look at her she ask if I need something to set up and I tell her no, that my dick is hard already and she squeeze’s my dick. After what couldn’t have been more than a minute, he pulled out. In those collage days I hardly used to wear salwar kamiz. When the waitress returned with Amy’s copy of the bill, she signed it and we all got up and went to the cars. She's like the Goddess Bess Atwater. Was she flirting with this new boy? I'd tried to perv on my sister before, I freely admit it. Katie was getting quite a thrill flirting with me and teasing me all night, just being as naughty as she possibly could any time her parents left the room or looked the other way. I couldn’t take it any longer as I indian put my hand over my mouth screaming in unison with Remy. Once again, they are working hard. “Who is going to let me stick my dick in their cunt?” my boyfriend asked. “were you starting crap with those boys again?