I massaged her ass like my life depended on it, and made sure to get deep within her crack. I moved to the side, straddling only one leg, and opened her up a bit. I took special care around the exposed part of her pussy. I would hate to see that get burned until it was too sensitive too touch. Jill open her legs wider for me, making sure I had good access, which I took advantage of. As I lotioned each side of her moist pussy, I let my fingers rest partially inside her hot slit.
“I think that’s pretty well covered,” Sheri said softly, her breath shallow. I could swear she was getting excited by my actions.
“Yeah, and speed up a little, or I’ll be burned to a crisp before you even get to me!” Robin whined.
I finished up with Jill’s legs, working down to the bottom of her feet, working pretty quickly, but making sure I was thorough.
I went to Sheri, but she just nodded toward Robin. “Go ahead and do her, I’ll let Jill take care of me – that OK with you, Jill?”
Jill got on her knees and held her open hands out to me, “Give me some of your juice, handsome,” she said, and ignoring the innuendo, I squirted some lotion into her hands.
I lathered up Robin even more thoroughly than Jill, since Sheri wasn’t quite as observant while getting her own lotion applied. Jill and I ended up working on both the ladies rear ends at the same time. I gave her some extra lotion, and then quickly applied the lotion to Robin’s cheeks, before feeling her up thoroughly. I teased her pussy, and massaged her clit, while I watched Jill knead Sheri’s ass, wrenching a soft moan out of her. When I finally got Robin to groan for me, Sheri barked at me without even looking.
“Bastard! Do her legs now, and stop teasing the poor thing.” Her voice didn’t hold any anger in it, and she sighed deeply as her bare pussy was carefully lotioned as well.
With play time called off, I finished Robin’s legs, and stood up to leave. Jill had other ideas, and reached out and rubbed a slippery lotioned hand across my full hard cock. “Just trying to help you avoid a burn,” she said with a smile. “Robin, get the other side?”
And while Jill straddled my prone wife, she and Robin made sure the part of my body normally covered by my swimsuit, was protected from the ravages of the sun. Jill made sure that the sensitive skin of my cock was especially protected. “Get out of here,” she finally growled, “before I get us all in trouble.”
Regretfully, I stepped over my wife, and took a dive toward the shore.
* * *
At the cabin Dan was at work in the back and he showed me the work area. Sometime in the past, someone had built a 10 x 12 metal shed up against the main cabin. Dan had been offended by the look, and over the previous summer, had added a rough cut log facade to the thing, matching the look of the cabin pretty damn well. Inside the generator was running, under a large panel and beside a pile of big batteries. There were four Jerry cans of fuel beside it. That and the weed-whacker were the only high tech things there. When I asked for a chainsaw, he just laughed and pointed out a large axe to one side. “We’re kind of old fashioned here. Check out the original grinding stone.”