I wanted them to finish though; I wanted to see him cum inside her. As they started to become reluctant I even considered grabbing her ass and forcing...them to continue. I was sobering up though and I worried she would get offended.In the apartment I continued to examine her. Her jeans were unbearably tight. Her thighs, hips and buttocks looked massive. It was as if they were painted on. I don’t even think she could use the pockets. Above the waist of the jeans, a small bit of muffin top peeked. " She sat on the easy chair, facing me, when I glanced over her legs were open, her skirt was hiked up, and I could see the crotch of her panties. At that point the idea of what was in them was overcoming the fact I could see them.I tried to work, but Kennedy tossed a few comments my way, which put me off, like "When you've done that, we can get something to eat, then lunch." So Kennedy was the something to eat."I'm not going to force you, you're going to do it because you want to." I was. Could you bring shorts and a T-shirt for me and something for Lilly to wear, so that we can go to a half decent restaurant? We only have our swimmers on.”“OK. See you soon.”Ten minutes later Sarah rang again.“I've just parked in the parking area. Where are you?”“We're just coming up the steps nearest to the surf club pavilion. We'll walk towards you. Which way should we turn?”“I'm right down at the southern end of the beach.”“OK. We'll turn left.”Actually, Bondi Beach is more nearly east-west. His hair was blonde, and apart from having too much gel in his hair he was actually quite attractive. She was still annoyed about the interruption to her pleasure, however, and so rather abruptly asked him what he wanted. He looked quite red in the face, and stammered out that his name was Martin and that he was a student who had just moved into the flat opposite hers; he just wanted to meet his new neighbours and was obviously regretting it! Jane felt bad for her rudeness, and decided to let.