It hurts ... but ... I love ... the pain! I can’t believe ... I denied myself ... this!” Michelle gasped as she took me deeper inside her tush.“... can’t believe that I denied myself more of you. If I’m gonna get punished for fucking you, I should make fuller use of you, right? You really are a dish ... now I recall why I was attracted to you in the first place,” I told Michelle as I went deeper and properly plowed the backfield.“What would you do if I wanted to stay in these handcuffs for a long. Plus, Janet did want the opportunity to see Jason's tool before he lay down and was covered by the towel. Janet was developing a real fixation on Jason's penis, and she was looking for an opportunity to take it in hand. She figured that was the closest she could ever get to it, but she really found herself wanting to hold him. She had not actually gotten that far yet, but she was close to wanting to jack him off. Janet was already beginning to think of herself as a wanton slut for thinking that. I need you inside me!”“Okay baby I'll fuck you,” he replies. “Get on your hands and knees!” Hearing his request she quickly moves around kneeling for him. Brad kneels behind her but feels a little vulnerable now that his head and shoulders are in plain view of passers by. He looks over the beach spotting an elderly couple walking the shoreline then quickly drops back down on the blanket. “On second thought,” he retorts under his breath. “Lay down on your side with your ass to me.” She giggles. “For God’s sake,” She tried to turn away.“What? You are.”“You don’t have to say that just because,” She felt angry with him all of a sudden. Angry that he should think she needed his compliments even though she did, even though despite the rush of warmth she wouldn’t have believed him if he’d said it a thousand times. She looked at him. He looked at her. Her eyes. Her nose. Her mouth. His dark eyes seemed to know too much, to see too much.“I’m not even kidding,” he said. “You’re perfection,.