She patted herself dry, staring defiantly at her neighbor. Blowjob sex It was true enough Tracey had practically ignored him, but that didn’t matter to Gretta — and it probably wouldn’t matter to her lawyer, either. “I’m sorry you’ve felt so threatened. “Oh, yeah? A man has needs!”
“I have needs, too!” Gretta, stung by his criticism, snarled. His eyes drifted repeatedly to the outlines of Will’s tight ass beneath his shorts, and the fullness of the erection in his jockeys was beyond distracting. Determined to make her point, Gretta hoisted herself out of the water and picked up her towel. “Nice,” Will commented, after watching Stan’s tee shot drop to the middle of the fairway just to the side of a pair of bunkers. After Gretta finished her laps, she was breathing a little more heavily than usual, even though would-be voyeurs would have had to be standing on the patio or overhead in low-flying helicopters to see anything.
