The storm had washed up many shells, both large and small. Airlia finds her basket is filling up fast and getting a little heavy to carry, “I think ...t is time to take a break and have some food. I need to sort out the best shells anyways.” Heading back to the place she left the blanket and sack she spreads out her blanket under a shady palm tree sits down and lays out the wine, cheese and bread. Then proceeds to relax while eating and gazing out at the beautiful sea . After finishing she looks. I quickly sat up, taking her right nipple in my mouth and reaching my hand up her skirt to find her leaking paradise.Yes. Her knickers were very wet.Laurie reacted by grasping my head to her chest, throwing her head back and emitting a low, sexy moan. I reached into her knickers and inserted two fingers into her slick wetness in a slow pistoning motion while using my thumb against her hard, protruding clit.Still holding my head to her, she began pushing back against my fingers. My free arm went. My pussy quivered and stretched, sending out waves of arousal. This was sex, yet with an edge of teasing, not satisfaction.Squirming into an upright position, I peered into the mirror. I wanted to be a witness to my climax. My legs were splayed wide open while my fingers pumped in and out. I ground my ass against the comforter and struggled to keep my eyes open.I stopped - just at the brink of orgasm, and groaned in delicious anticipation.Today I wanted to see myself up close. Although my knees. . everything. The groom is there, sort of running on autopilot. He's necessary, of course, but the wedding day is her special day, and little girls fixate on that."As she gets older a girl realizes a few more things about her fictional wedding: there's the living together, and after puberty there's the wedding night. She might give some thought to just how they will live together--believe me, guys think about that more than most gals--but passes it off as "they'll be together" and doesn't give.