I asked her stand up. She stood up. I asked her bend down and pull her top wide down the neck with her hands to show her boobs. She did exactly like s...e was told. She was wearing pink bra.I closed my laptop and kept it aside. I made her sit on my lap and asked me to suck my tongue. She licked my lips and sucked my tongue like she is giving blowjob to my tongue. Then, I stopped her. I hold her face with hands and saw into her eyes. It was the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. Her eyes were. Bianca gave out a low moan. I felt her clamp down on me and that was allit took to send me over the top. "I'm cumming," I said, as I started toblow my load.In the next instant, I was on my hands and knees, pendulous breastsswaying from my chest. My hips moved forward in a last thrust, and thecock slipped out of my pussy."Oh my God, this is so weird," my voice said from behind me in Bianca'saccent.I rolled over and turned to face him. He was gripping his still hard cockin his hand, examining. I kept looking at her, every heartbeat, every breath concentrated on her movements, as if she was caressing me as well as the water. When she stood up, let the quilt fall off her shoulders and started walking out into the water it was almost as if my heart and breath stopped for just a few seconds. Some part of me wanted to reach out for camera, a paint brush, anything that would help me document the purity, the calm, the beauty of that night, with the moon, the lake and the woman. She kept. They weren't around her neck. She fumbled in her utility pouch and produced a small red light torch. Turning it on, she carefully examined the area around her -- mindful that even the low light might be seen by Aziz's goons. The sand was indented where she lay, but here was no sign of them; they must have been ripped off during the struggle to get to the beach. Tracy cursed to herself. Nothing to do but do without.Entering the much calmer waves, the salt water stung all over her body. Without.