My mami giggled and gave me some time to breathe and then sat on my face again. This time she wanted me to eat her pussy. I started by kissing her pus...y and her clit then began licking them.Then I started to eat her wet pussy – licking and sucking it, enjoying the juices coming from her pussy. After a while, I pushed her on the bed and then started to eat her pussy. I began tongue fucking her and then inserted my finger and fingering her together.Mami was moaning with pleasure. She had not. Our exhibitionist instincts were running on over-drive, taking the most direct path towards the carpark, walking between people who were still on the beach. It was impossible not to enjoy the attention we were getting, however there were as many bad comments as there were good. The closer to the carpark we got, the more people there were and as if reading the others thoughts, the three of us took our towels and wrapped them around ourselves to cover up. Five minutes later we reached the carpark. This was fine by me as I love watching her being abused. I was beginning to think that I would have the pleasure of watching these two guys give Susan a good hard fucking, unfortunately they suddenly decided to go.I bought Susan another couple of large Bacardi’s then we headed for home. When we pulled up in our road there was three young lads outside the house opposite us. They watched as I got a very drunk Susan out of the car and half carried her to our front door. I got her inside and told. ..”“We can wait.”“No, it’s OK. I was trying to decide between writing him a letter, calling him, or having Global Security ask him to call me. What do you think?”I thought about it for a block-and-a-half before answering.“I think I’d write him a letter. Calling him seems too direct and might result in him being very uncomfortable. Having the company ask him to call seems impersonal. I think a letter or card which says something like ‘I was thinking about you’ and asking him to write back or.