With feigned innocence my wife asked: "But what about my breasts?" He looked at me and didn't know what to say or do. I just smiled, nodded. He squirt...d more oil on his hands and began kneading her tits with both hands. The air was so thick with pent-up sexual energy. As he finished up my wife's massage, he then announced his intentions of going off to bed. I guess being teased by my wife with me there was making him nervous. Can you blame him?My wife looked at him and then at me. She grabbed. I touched his butt introducing my finger in between his ass cheeks and reaching from there his anus and balls while I told him things that I know that can make him hard, like remembering him that he is naked because I want and he can´t do anything to hide his cock and balls to the other women of the beach, for example to the dressed woman that was walking towards us accompanied by her husband. All this make him start to increase his penis size, not to the point that is was pointing forward to. "You do now," he said."But, but-but, I am a guy," I wailed. Girly, I thought."Yes, but that is part of the game," Zachariah explained. "It makesthings entertaining for me." This is unfair!" I shouted out. I looked at the cute purse. It waslavender with studs on the top and in the handle. It was clinging to menaturally. Yet I like it despite not being normal for a guy. I can't helpto think that it was mine. But I didn't had one. I looked at my fallenpawn. Then I looked at Zachariah."You did. My delicate pussy was not used to the heat, it was like pouring warm water on your pussy while shaving but this feeling was inside my body and it was stretching me. Anna was very slow and didn't rush, I was savoring the feeling of having my pussy pleasure by penetration, then the curve of the banana hit the right spots.I began to moan involuntarily Anna kept looking at my pussy and then my face. She understood I wanted more, slowly she increased the pace. Every time she pulled out I could feel.