Back then I felt that I was fucking the whole beach through my towel as my hard cock buried its way into the sand. But she was funny this Dutch girl, ...ecause when she got up to walk down to the sea for a swim, I smiled at her but she just looked straight ahead, ignoring me, even though she had just given me this memorable spectacle… A little later the French woman from the couple on my left went down for a swim. I watched as she entered the water, and after diving in she happily turned around. “Lets swap” Mum said as she raised herself allowing me to breath again and Lisa then took her place gently lowering herself on my face, not as much hair and a different taste and she moaned loudly as my tongue got busy again licking up her juices and flicking between pussy and arse while she started to gyrate, Mum had taken her place and was lowering herself onto my cock which easily went into her wet hole, “OMG!” she cried as I went all in, the feeling was immense as she started to bounce. At least Carlos knew one of the priests. The priestess was Theresa Cortez, the high priestess' aunt.The priest was Scandinavian. He had been seen around town for a few months. He had pale skin, light blond, almost white, hair, a medium athletic build, and emotionless gray eyes.Both were armed, with a pistol on each hip.The Swede opened the back door. "Get in, please."Carlos' pulse quickened, taking a step back.Theresa stepped in. "Bjorn, please. No need to be so threatening."The truth is,. For over a year I'd been constantly subjected to hearing Randy and Tiffany in Randy's bedroom, fucking like wild monkeys anytime my parents were absent from the house. Both my parents worked, so there was usually two and a half hours every weekday afternoon, after school, unless it was a football game day, when those two would be going at it, hot and heavy.Mostly, while they were going at it, I'd be in my own bedroom, playing with myself, and having some fantasy that it was me in there fucking.