I had to get away from the distraction that was causing my arousal and this seemed like the best place. I found a secluded table and sat down with my...phone to retrieve some e-mail and answer a few calls. I was pretty much lost in thought when I felt a presence, it was Fran.“It is getting warm today,” she said as she started a slow removal of her jacket. This caused me that nagging feeling that I was headed for trouble again, and I was right. As she struggled with the jacket her breasts. He took out a tube of lube and greased my hole and his cock and I leaned over the toilet.He inserted his cock into me gently and the pain began. Fuck! It hurt! My cock went immediately limp. He was struggling to gain penetration and he told me to relax, which seemed to be an impossible task. He leaned over and started to gently nuzzle, lick and kiss my neck and this diversion helped me to relax until he was through my ring. He slowly started an in-out movement that was still quite painful. . He was rubbing my thighs and ass under my skirt. I started to tease him a little. I rubbed my tits across his chest, then turned around and rubbed my ass against his crotch.Tyrell wanted me, and I sure as hell wanted him. He offered to take me back to his place, but I didn't want to go off with someone I just barely met. A girl can't be too careful about stuff like that. We decided to sneak off to one of the restrooms, and in a few seconds, we were locking ourselves into a stall in the men's. A walk to the bottom of the street would lead them to High Street. They had been told that if they turned left and took the first on the right they would arrive at the sandy beach in a matter of ten minutes, twenty in total from their tent site.Sand was something they weren't used to, the beaches they usually frequented on the Kent and Sussex coast were generally pebble and not sand and on the trip down Roger and Caroline had found themselves talking about two glorious weeks sunbathing and.