A group of deck chairs with a view of the ocean provided them withtheir destination. The five of them hadn't finished sitting down before avery eager-...o-please young gentleman showed up to take their order.Margaritas all around.She looked at the beach, the boardwalk, her friends, her little pink toenails at the end of her long tanned legs. She gazed up at the azure skyand sighed; this is one of those perfect moments that you always dreamof.A pair of teen boys shyly approached the girls. "Excuse. "I'm going to make your beautiful bubble-butt really gape." He said. It was an inflatable plug I realized as my ass kept getting tighter. 1-2-3 pumps...my cock was rock hard...4-5...I began bouncing on my toes...6...bam, I exploded out underneath me, cumming with serious force. My ass squeezed down hard and my cock throbbed.Now normally after I cum, I'm over it and stop playing with my ass. My cock went limp and I thought he was going to deflate the plug as my ass began to feel sore. Boy was I. Beatrice stepped over the rotting corpse of a muntjac deer whose neck had been broken in the recent impact and which the ship hadn't yet recycled. She was sad for the animal's fate, as she was with regards to the death of any biological organism. She was even sadder when she considered their frailty and suffering. Such pitifully short lives despite the best endeavours of human science. Lives full of such pain. How could sentient life tolerate its arbitrary contingency? If only humans could take. .STORYAside from my three close friends who stayed at my house often, I had another good friend, James*, who was the son of Steph. Me and him went to school together and played football on the same team, so we hung out together fairly often. When my mum was away I would sometimes spend a week or so at their house. It was basically my second home and Steph was basically a second mother to me.She openly admitted to us one day that she has no idea who James' father is and that he was the result of.