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Chapter 8 by chriscole chriscole

What should I do?

Jerk off?

I took my hard cock into my hand and began to fap like a madman while I spied on Rochelle from the window. I really went at it and it took less than a minute for my orgasm to build up. I aimed my cock for the toilet and then kept my gaze on her cleavage as I came hard. Spurt after spurt of jizz shot out of my throbbing dick as I looked at her titties and wished I was cumming on them.

When I finished, I cleaned up the sperm that missed the toilet bowl, and then went to sit in the kitchen and calm down. I hoped I'd get a better chance to whack off to Rochelle later.

After about an hour or so, Tim returned from fishing, showing off two very big smallmouth bass that he had caught. I regretted not going fishing with him and vowed not to sleep in again this trip.

Rochelle came inside and sat at the kitchen table doing some crossword puzzles from one of her magazines. She was wearing a shawl around her waist, covering her legs, but her breasts were still on display in her bikini top. Tim didn't notice in the slightest. I did, and continued to look at her cleavage whenever I could.

We went outside and cleaned and gutted the fish and put them on ice for supper then we made ourselves some quick ham sandwiches and tried to decide what we should do in the afternoon.

What should we do?

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