Every few pumps, she would be unable to control her mewls, and she was biting her lip so hard that I was waiting to see blood.As I continued my assaul..., Skye began using her feet to have some fun of her own. She found the head of my throbbing mushroom with her right foot and began playing with it. It wasn't a lot of simulation, and it's not like I have a thing for feet, but given the last few hours and the state of arousal I was in, it felt incredible. I wanted more. I wanted to feel her feet. But damn, there was one marring effect with that vision. She had a massive hard on, all shiny from her previous orgasm and the rain still drenching her.I was soon as wet as Leila and even though I was completely mystified, and a little frightened I let her unbutton my sopping shirt, then pull my pants down. When she knelt down in a puddle on the beach; I wasn't sure what was happening. But when she went down on hands and knees and wiggled her beautiful butt at me I knew what she wanted.I looked. Simply being with another guy for each other’s pleasure and nothing more. What ever it was it was burned into my memory and was all I thought about. The next morning I woke up with a hard on and immediately thought about what had happened the night before. Fueled with my newfound desire I decided to stop back after work the following day. Got there about 8PM and took my time to take in what was happening. I pretended to look at videos on display and watched as men file in and out of the viewing. I moved my hand up his thighs to his crotch, leaned in and gave him a long slow kiss with my tongue deep in his mouth. His cock was a stiff as mine. We kissed, deep, wet, sweet. Breathless, I pulled away, looked him in the eyes and raised my cup. "Let's shoot these fuckers and get to it baby!" He raised his cup to mine and smiled…we emptied our cups. He took mine away and set them both into the center console cup holder between the front seats, then rearranged the curtain to close it.