There is a long stretch of beach highway about an hour's drive from home. There are no parking areas, people just park along the highway and walk ove... the dunes to the ocean. I've done this before, most of the people use this area for the seclusion, you rarely see more than two cars near each other. So when I got there, I started the search, park the car, walk over the dunes and see what or who was there. The first couple of times I found surfers, then an older couple with some k**s.It took. So, there she was all alone and tried her chance with him. Hesitantly, he said OK. He only had one condition. Not penetration. Yes, he would not penetrate her neither vaginally or anally. Along the way, he planned what he would do. Now, everything was about to be actualized. All the fantazies were about to come true. She met her at the door. With a white shirt and jeans. As soon as she closed the door. He started to kiss her. French kissed (his favorite). and Sucked her earlobs. They started to. "We got what we wanted," a rough-faced man said after a bit, stepping up on the wheel beside the shivering girl. "'Cept for this. We'll jus' take her along, horse 'er later." She's got the clap," I said clearly, hoping the whole gang would hear me. "They've run her out of the camp. Left ten or twelve men back there with bad fevers and big sores on their shriveled cocks." By damn," the man said, still holding Chrissie's arm. "Don' believe ya. Look at 'er." Show him, Christine," I said to her.. We walked out of that closet that day hand in hand and in love with each other. When we came out, one of the boys smelled Bert’s breath to make sure we really did it. Everyone nearly died with laughter when the boy loudly proclaimed, “Bert has pussy lips!” We continued to hold hands all that evening not passing up a single chance to go in the closet or perform sexual favors for one another during the game of spin the bottle dare.Now as we sat in the car, I was dying to get his pussy lips all.