The Whole Gang (Secret Powers 12 – Final)continued from Loving LydiaI wake up and see that it’s 1:00. We have napped for a couple of hours. I nudge Lydia and say, “Wake up, sleepyhead, I’m hungry.”Lydia grudgingly rouses herself and crawls out of bed. We take turns in the loo and go to the kitchen. Lydia tosses sandwich makings onto the counter. I help myself and make a salad sandwich.I sit and munch away, gazing at Lydia’s awesome body. I can’t get over how her tiny boobs attract me so much. I stare at her as she eats, smiling at me in between bites.”Hey Lydia,” I say, “would you like to meet my new friends?””Okay. I’m sure anyone you like is nice.””Cool. They don’t live far, so we can walk.””Nice.”We rinse our plates and I gaze at her standing next to me by the sink. I look down at her luscious bush and my hand reaches out to brush it. My other hand goes to one of her huge nipples and strokes it. I gaze at her beautiful face as I caress her.My lower hand extends a finger between her lips, which are now getting wet. I slip it inside her, and she places her hands on my shoulders as her knees wobble.I slowly slide my finger in and out of her pussy as I say to her, “Oh, Lydia, I want to make you feel so good, all the time, forever. I feel that we have been destined Demetevler Escort for each other.””Oh, Mary, uhnn. I feel, ah, the same way. It’s like I was born when I saw you for the first time, ohhhh,” Lydia says, groaning from my fingering between words.I pour my love into Lydia through the fingers in her pussy and on her nipple. Our eyes lock, and I feel her love shooting into my eyes. I slowly raise her excitement, occasionally rubbing her clit with the base of my finger.She gasps, closes her eyes and rolls her head back. I speed up my fingering in her pussy and gently twist her swollen nipple. I bring her gently to cumming. Her juice covers my lower hand.Lydia holds me tight as she settles. Our bodies press, little boobs together. I hug her tightly.After a minute, I say, “We could be here all day, but didn’t we want to go visiting?”She smiles. “Sure, Mary.”We have quick showers and dress. We walk to Tara’s place, detouring by the beach. Fortunately, a cool change has come, so it’s not too beastly hot. There are several people sunning. We shuffle along, holding hands.I notice a few women looking at us, and I read them casually. A couple of them are disgusted at us. It’s such a shame that Otele Gelen Escort people can’t let us love who we love. I shoot a “Fuck you, too!” thought into their heads, while smiling pleasantly at them. I chuckle at their shock when they feel that.Others smile and admire us, and I project warm glows back to them as I return their smiles. Lydia stops walking and whispers to me, “Look over there, behind the shrub.” I turn my head and see a topless woman lying on a towel, propped up on her elbows, staring at us. I feel intense passion from her.”Oh, Lydia, she’s turned on by us. Want to see if she wants to play?”She giggles, “Why not? We can ask.”We walk up to her, all three of us smiling. The woman has a curvy body, with B or C cups with tiny but longish nipples. Her thong is tiny, and it barely covers her pussy, so she’s essentially naked.”Want to have some fun?” I ask her.”Uh, sure, but how? Where?””Here and now, and you don’t have to move.” She looks at us, puzzled and a little apprehensive.I whisper to Lydia as I wrap an arm around her waist. “Right nipple is mine, you take the left one.” We start caressing her nipples, and she gasps.”How the hell are you…?” she cries before I cut her off.”Shhh, Balgat Escort just relax and enjoy.”Her nipples get long and hard. “Suck and lick now,” I whisper to Lydia. We project that, and she moans. Of course, we feel the excitement in our own nipples, and they get hard too.We keep that up for a minute until I notice a wet spot on her thong. “Stay on her nipples, I’m going down,” I instruct Lydia.I stroke a finger over her wet spot, feeling her wetness grow. She’s going wild, wondering how we are doing this, but enjoying it immensely. I slide slowly up and down, pressing.I feel her clit get hard under my finger, and I press and rub it from side to side. She stifles a moan. I rub hard and fast and bring her (and us) to a quick, intense orgasm.I take off my finger and whisper to Lydia, “Enough.” We stop our projections and watch the woman collapse off her elbows, lying down and panting. Her thong is soaked.I giggle and pull Lydia along, leaving the woman to wonder what the hell just happened. I know she loved it.We soon turn up the path and arrive at Tara’s. I knock but get no immediate answer. I try the door, but it’s locked. “I hope somebody’s home,” I tell Lydia. I get out my phone and call Melissa.After several rings, a drowsy Melissa says, “Oh hi, Mary. Sorry, we were napping.””No worries, Melissa, we’re just dropping by unannounced. I hope that’s okay.””Where are you?” she mumbles, still not fully awake.”At your front door.””Oh. Oh. Okay, give me a sec.”After a minute, Melissa opens the door in a light robe. “Come in, Mary!””Thanks, Melissa, I’m sorry to just show up without letting you know first.”