Kasia

He looks up, his eyes finding mine. He looks cute, so serious with his salt-and-pepper hair and goofy old t-shirt and shorts. “I don’t know what you’re doing, Kasia, but--” “I’m showering, Mr. Wilcock,” I say, stepping back into the stream of water, letting it run down me, washing the soap off.

Alexa

Alexa watches me set the bags down, the knowing glint lingering in her eye. “If you need anything,” her gaze flicks to my crotch and back, “You just let me know, ok?”

Tara

He gasps, freezes in place, nothing moving except his eyes, growing wider, wider. That’s because I’m stark naked, holding myself with assured poise. I’m tall, lithe, olive skinned, my tits are perky, and my pussy is waxed clean and looks fucking fantastic. I look good naked, and I know it.

Kiara (Summer Break #3)

There was giggling, then another girl’s voice, “Don’t wake him, he’s sleeping.” Mark was always slow to wake, and he was still only half conscious. A third girl, “Do you think he’ll have morningwood?” A burst of giggling, cut through with the voice of his daughter, Olivia, “Gross!” The third girl again, teasing, “Sorry, Liv, you’ve always had the hot dad, we thought you knew.”