They had some rum and coke at one of the pubs and then went for a wander on the beach. The sky was beautiful, but the clouds looked stormy and dark to...ards the mountains along the coast. Gwyneth showed Rhian the strange object. "Ehh," said Rhian. "This reminds me of something my aunty told me about haha. That's weird." "What so, these are a thing then, these squishy jelly pebbles," said Gwyneth. "Well apparently!" Said Rhian. "They're supposed to be some kind of magic, aren't they. I'm sure. Then I took her in my arms and hugged her. She too responded well. I looked into her eyes and gave a kiss on her lips.I then took her to my bedroom and started kissing her lips again. Our tongues met and we went on and on. May be she was never kissed in this way. I said that you are very beautiful and would like to make love to you. She said that I am all yours; just love me more and more. I kissed her neck, her cheeks and her hands. She loved it. I removed her pallu of sari and touched her. I. There are smiles of course, a nervousness for both that adds to, rather than detracts from the heightened sensuality that pervades the very air we breathe. The very bed that monopolizes the room is more hindrance than help for what is now needed, desired. Though no doubt, the bed will itself come into play later, but again, much, much later."Dance for me," I say simply. "Dance for me."That alluring smile says it all. The merest nod of your head as I take one of two comfortable, over-sized. He was bouncing me faster and faster on his dick. He pulled me by my hair close to his face. Still deep inside of me he started to kiss my lips. Kissing me so passionately then biting my lower lip. He pulled me off of him and before I knew it he was bending me over the couch and taking me from behind. I grabbed one of the couch pillows and pressed my face in it. I tried so hard to muffle my moans. “Your pussy is so fucking good.” I turned around and smiled. I pulled him on to the couch and sat.