She had packed herself a picnic lunch and decided to go down to her own little secluded beach. No one would be there as it was very isolated. She brou...ht a book with her and she walked down the little sandy path, each side edged with wet dewy sea grass. It was a beautiful warm day. The seagulls were flying up ahead scavenging for food. They could smell food a mile off. She found her favorite little spot and spread out her bright blue blanket on the rocky beach and plopped her beach pillow to. He never complained about the last two inches of beautiful brown veiny cock I could never succeed in taking. Although I did succeed in taking one additional inch over five years. But even If I were an accomplished deep throat artist, I doubt I would have been able to take his enormous head down my throat. At least that was what both of us thought. After five years and many sessions, the time finally came for my departure from hawaii. We had spoken perhaps two dozen words between us in the five. ”She looked him in the eye, earnest and direct, as she could be. “Did you want to cum while we’re here? Do you need to?” Silence as Paul shifted uncomfortably. Then Genny said, determination written across her face, “If you want to, I’ll help you.” But the sparkle in her eyes was absent.Paul did want to, very much so. He wanted to feel her hand around his cock. He wanted her to jerk him roughly, to force out of him all the tense, conflicted desires and emotions inside him and spray them with. ”“Do you really think they would?”“Yes, but I know you’re too much of a friend to fuck my daughter and my niece.”“Yeah, you’re right. But there for a minute, I wanted to see them naked and begging me for some cock!”“Fuck me, Josey! DAMN, that makes me horny as hell, thinking about them begging you for some cock.”“Kay, if they ever do beg for some of my cock, you do know they’ll end up fucked, don’t you?”“OH FUCK YES! I just got the best cum of my life when you told me that.”“Hold on, Kay. That.