Jeg steg op ad vandet. Hun kunne nu se mit problem."Kan det ikke bare forblive om denne sommer?" Spurgte jeg. "Vær nu ikke flov. Kom da bare med op" ...agde hun og smilede. Vi nåede op til vores tøj. Vi var lige bag træerne på strandsiden og kunne ikke se huset. "Lad os lige tørre og nyde udsigten" sagde hun. Jeg satte mig og hun satte sig efterfølgende lige ved siden af mig. "Så har vi begge prøvet det" sagde hun tilfreds. "Ja det har vi da" Sagde jeg og prøve at virke lidt mere tilpads med. “Fuck me! Fuck me hard! I love how your big hard cock is making my pussy wet.Keep fucking me! Keep fucking me! Don’t stop! Don’t stop! You’re going to make my pussy explode!You’re going to make me cum!You’re going to make me cum!FFFFFUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKK!I’m cumming on your cock!!!!Mary exploded all over his big, hard black cock. She couldn’t stop shaking. Her pussy was quivering, and squirting all over him.When she finally realized what had just happened, she knew she had to feel him cum inside of. His hips started to pull back as if to hide his arousal, whether because it embarrassed him or because he thought it would creep me out, I don't know. I let him have that distance, but smiled to myself that he kept his hands on me.I danced in his grip with images in my mind of those hands wandering, but the song soon ended and he pulled away tentatively, embarrassment on his face. He looked out the window awkwardly, as if searching the streetlit parking lot for words, maybe a way to apologize. Did you feel that?I slowly trailed my fingers up your stocking covered legs, letting my nails brush higher and higher until I’m at your thighs, pulling your legs slightly apart, until...... Switching so that both my hands are running up one of your legs then the other, can you feel the tips of my fingers as they brush against the hot skin at the top of your stockings? Slowly I start to take my exploration a little higher, my hands cupping your sweet arse, squeezing gently as I feel you push.