Keep skipping rocks with Tim?

I kept looking back every once in a while at Rochelle as she cooked some hot dogs on the barbeque. I had to trust Tim when he told me how many times his rocks skipped. I started thinking that maybe I could go into the bathroom or Tim's room to spy on Rochelle when she waved at us and told us lunch was ready.

Tim and I walked to the deck and sat at the picnic table and soon Diane and Jenny joined us. There was soda and condiments placed on the table. Rochelle brought us plates with hot dogs on them, and I tried to peek at her tits as she did so, getting a very brief glimpse of her cleavage and huge boobs as she leaned over to place the plate in front of me. It was very hard to sneak peeks; I'd have to remember to wear my sunglasses next time to hide my eyes and make it easier to look.

As we ate our lunch, Rochelle went back inside the cottage. The dogs were tasty and we were soon done.