"I got my mom to call 9-1-1, and then I came over to make sure that Mr. and Mrs. Morrison got out." I shrugged and added, "It's what anyone would do."... didn't think it would work well if I told the world that I had help getting into the house from a colony of ants!Miss Ellis took the microphone back and smiled at the camera. "Brave, quick thinking, and modest as well! Reporting from Jeannette, I'm Rehema Ellis, Eyewitness News."Miss Ellis stood still, looking into the lens until the camera man. She’d brought him soup when he was sick and even went over to his apartment after he went to work when he thought he left the door unlocked. The more time they spent together, the more he wondered if he would ever be anything more to her… but the thought was always shaken from his head, just like it was now with her sitting on the couch with him. Taking another sip of his beer, Nathan noticed it was almost gone, starting to get up to retrieve another. Summer stopped him. ‘Do you need. It made me wet.”“So do you want to do it again?”“No.... Right now I want to swim, I want to cool off and feel all salty and clean and then I want to fuck you on the beach and swim again. Tomorrow there’s another surprise I want to talk to you about, and then in the evening You’re going to cane me for being a naughty girl.”The slope of the beach at Cap d’Agde is shallow and, because the sea is the Mediterranean, there is hardly any tide. It is a long way to get into enough depth to swim. In the. He crouched slightly, making himself more level with my pussy, his hands rubbed up the inside of my thighs, his callused fingers creeping further and further up, the tattoo of his wife on his arm rubbing against my skin. His fingertips grazed my clit, as he parted my lips, my juices slowly running onto them only to drip onto the sink as a little more followed the trails. Pressing his thumb onto my clit, he pushing down hard to start with and then tenderly rubbed it, slipping his thumb further.