Gail's breasts were not large but hardly invisible. She was completely shaved. Bernie took her hand leading them to the water's edge. She dipped a toe...in the azure blue ocean. "Bernie, it's not cold at all," then she flew into the waves abandoning all caution. They splashed and played in the ocean like kids for awhile until Gail threw her arms around Bernie saying, "This is fabulous, Bernie. I never expected anything like this," and she gave him a big wet kiss. He returned her affections with a. The harder I push into you, the hotter you get - and the louder you get. You finally roll back on me and onto the couch, looking for a break. But it isn't to be. I keep my fingers inside you and work them slowly. You are so hot, wet, naked and swollen, having just been worked over for the first time, and you look fucking incredible. Your hips begin to move against my fingers again, your breath still heavy and your hair a mess. Your protests give way to moans as you begin to rally - up for a. “Bastard.”“What did you say?”“Nothing.” I glared at him slantwise. He was notsupposed to hear.I let my excitement build, knowing I’d need it forlater. Closing my eyes, I imagined having that longthing between his legs between mine, and that, added tothe sting of my nipples, pushed me close to orgasm.“Teacup!” I gasped.Michael dropped the flog and took me over to theottoman, lay me down on my back. Bringing my knees tomy chest, I clutched. Everyone was out of the bedroom, and dressed, and drinking coffee. The aroma of the crappy Mr. Coffee was the most erotically alluring of my entire life. I joined in and fixed my mug, raised it to my lips, and then quit pretending all eyes weren't upon me. "All I got was voicemail, and I didn't leave a message."We were all nursing our coffees, and digesting that. The room was the silence of slight sips. We camped out like that, intent on enjoying our coffee. But then the phone exploded like a.