Her friend, Catherine, was different. Around six feet tall and thick-bodied, she moved awkwardly, desperately trying not to appear different to her fr...ends. She had shoulder length hair cut in an unfashionable style and wore no make up. She had however, the most penetrating blue eyes and dark olive skin. She looked like a girl who spent time outdoors, a tomboy maybe. She was also tired of her air-headed friend and caught my eye with an expression of disdain as her pal made some dumb remark. I. She stands up and turns around and gives him a long kiss. He takes this opportunity to grab her ass and squeeze. She moans. Pulling away from him she turns and walks away.She returns to him holding a bottle of lube. He is curious and a little scared at the same time. She smiles at him. "You are now going to pleasure me and get pleasure at the same time. You are also going to cum in me." His eyes go wide. She puts a lot of lube on his cock and sets the bottle down. She straddles his legs again. " Despite the fact Randy had been spending his free time reading about alternate realities and not magical spells, he thought Julie was being downright silly about this stupid wand business of hers. Even if magic truly existed - something he doubted did outside of dreams and imagination - making it necessary to point some stupid stick at someone in order to invoke a spoken spell didn't seem a very effective use of resources. But that language Julie had just used had sounded strangely. It was a pretty cloudy that day and there was practically no one at the part of the beach just outside my room. I took the opportunity to walk around at the beach while no one could see me and I quickly stepped into flip flops and walked out of the hotel towards beach. After about 30 seconds walk I was on the beach. However, there was sort of 15-20 feet high cliff which I had to climb down to get into the sand where waves were hitting the ground. It was a little windy and very cloudy and that.