Come here, you sexy bitch, and let me kiss you.”Debbie put her own empty glass back in the hamper, and turned toward Susan. Their lips met in a soft...kiss which quickly deepened and became more passionate. They were alone, in a private spot, and had not been able to make love to each other for what seemed like forever. Debbie reached behind Susan and unfastened her bikini top, just as Susan did the same to her. Two scraps of cloth fell to the blanket and the two women pressed their bodies. She just needed it.Mark didn't mind either. He loved the fact Lindsay was his little princess. Her touch was having a different effect on him recently though. He got goosebumps as his arm gently grazed the side breast while they strolled along.The Millers picked a spot on the beach and got comfortable. Lindsay and Sarah lay on their towels while Dylan went to explore the beach. Mark pulled out a beer from their bag and opened up a book. He tried to focus on what he was reading, but he couldn't. She could feel her pussy literally dripping with desire and excitement. It burned hotter than she could ever remember. It didn't hurt that she had not touched herself in a week prior to their meeting, at his direction. Suddenly she realized that the caning had stopped. In her curious state of incoherence (she couldn't quite determine whether it was a delirium of enjoyment or self-protective onset of passing out from the pain) she realized he was untying her wrists. But just as soon as he. My dick throbs from the memory of it and there’s this strange disassociation that my brain is doing. It’s trying to put me in the place of a man fucking the she-wolf rather than me being the she-wolf and masturbating. It’s trying to compensate for what happened. Trying to reconcile it with me as a man. It takes 5 seconds to cum while jacking myself off. I almost feel pathetic. I don't even try to stop the cum as it spurts all over the side of my bed. Only then do I notice a large dried spot on.