You know what I mean?”“No, not really”, I answered before I could really grasp what I was saying. The situation had me feeling uncomfortable and...both men chuckled. “Shouldn’t you, um, cover back up?“The tall man looked about while I noticed he didn’t have tan lines. “No one seems to be complaining”, he answered. It was true, a dozen other people on the beach and not a single indication that anyone cared. “You know I could fuck her right?““Excuse me?”, my attention shot back to him.He waved. . I feel pulled to him sexually like no one before in my life. I've never felt this way for any man." You hardly know him Tarifa!" Endith spoke.Tarifa nodded slowly. "I know, and that is the only thing holding me back." She replied honestly. "It is the only thing keeping me from throwing myself into his arms and submitting to him in any way he desires. I can't explain it Endith." Tarifa ... the Holy One said ... he said you would meet the one you were meant for." Endith spoke.Tarifa looked at. It provided a memorable bedtime thought for years afterwards. This time, however, the body was sprawled right across the bed in front of me with no effort at concealment: her breasts were thrust up at me, her arms up behind her head so that I could see the hair in her armpits, bush started below her navel and was a luxuriant thick tangle that only just hid her labia. I was transfixed by this and it took me some time to lean forward and take a nipple in my mouth and kiss it before moving. She laughed back, frustrated, and reached for the button on his trousers. He stilled her hand. She groaned in frustration. ‘Just let me.’ He said. Just three little words but enough to make her frustration immediately and completely subside. He was her man and he wanted to satisfy her as completely as possible. She would happily let him. She lay back, forcing her body to relax as he continued his foray. He pushed her silk blouse up, revealing inch by inch of creamy soft skin. She took a deep.