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By the time Lisa and I got back up the long flight of steps to the hot tubs, I was horny as hell. It’s true that being naked in front of people in a nudist camp isn’t exactly like doing the outdoor same in front of people who handjob aren’t expecting it, but it was still very erotic. When we crawled into the hot tub, and after giving our respective boyfriends a kiss, I held out my hand to her. We stood in the middle of the hot tub, began hugging, and then kissing passionately. I loved the feel of her naked body against mine, the feeling of her tits against mine, and especially the softness of her lips and tongue. Kissing her was much different than kissing Jeff, and the fact that Jeff and Brian were sitting there watching us do it only made it hotter. It didn’t hurt either that there were a few wolf whistles coming from people walking down the steps and by the hot tub on their way to the swimming pool and up the steps towards the clubhouse. When we broke that kiss, and still had our hands on each other’s waist, I told the boys, Big Tits “Now, you two need to go down to the pool and get some sun. You can’t hide in here forever.” “You two aren’t coming?” Brian asked. “We’ll join you in a few minutes. Take our towels and find us four lounge chairs together out in the sun.” When the boys were gone down the stairs, Lisa scooted over next to me and giggled, “Wow! I don’t know about you, but I think that was fucking hot.” I responded by putting my hand on her cheek and leaning in to give her a warm kiss on the lips. And then I told her, “Me too.” We were both giggling when we crawled out of the hot tub and made our way down the steps. The boys were already in lounge chairs on the other side of the pool, so Lisa and I slid into the pool and swam across to the other side. Lisa was more walking than swimming. I knew she was afraid of getting her hair wet. I didn’t have to worry about that. I knew mine would dry quickly. When we crawled out on the other side of the pool, I noticed that Latina the boys were only able to snag three lounge chairs together. There was another empty chair on the other side of the man next to Jeff, but it had a towel on it. I asked the man, “Pardon me. Do you know whose towel that is?” He was probably in his late fifties or early sixties, very well tanned, heavy, and he had a HUGE beer belly. He smiled up at me, “Yeah, it’s Glenda’s, my wife.” And he pointed at the volleyball game going on at one end of the pool, “She’s the whale with the short blond hair and the big knockers.” “You’re terrible.” I playfully scolded him. All of a sudden, he seemed to understand the problem, “Here.” He said as he got up from his tits job chair and scooted it over. And then he looked around until he spotted a vacant chair. What a gentleman! He retrieved the empty lounge chair and brought it over, positioning it between his and Jeff’s.“That is so nice of you. I'm letting my tongue in deep, and I'm crying too, dear. “You must not buy that house.” “The breeze is outdoor lovely.” He said. “He was twenty-six.” I’m just fuck-meat! She probably came twenty times just now. 'Uh..' I step up behind you and again handjob aim my dick Latina at your pussy. God, tits job the woman was attractive and the action was in a controlled setup. If she wanted to Big Tits be a tease, I could tease her right back. Evan was a better lover than his father, and now he knew it. Jessie always smiled when she caught me ogling those breasts, but made only token efforts to cover up. "Let's go to living room again." After several minutes, they returned. Part 2