”Depends on how much,” dad said. “It it's too bad we're not going any where.” “Have you ate,” asked my mom, concerned as always. “Yes,...ma'am. I picked up a burger on the way home.” “Here try this,” she said as she handed me a cookie. “It's a new recipe; chocolate, white chocolate, pecan with cranberries. “Thanks. It's good. Well, I had a long drive, so I think I'm going to head to bed. Good night. Love y’all.” I awoke the next morning to the smell of bacon frying. I got up and went to my. We stayed up all night dancing and drinking, not drunk but feeling good. All night long we had been kissing, touching and grinding. We are walking along the beach my arm around your head on my shoulder. It is nice and warm and you look beautiful in your white dress, it is clinging to your braless breasts and the fresh morning air has your nipples poking out.I can't help myself and turn you around so you are facing me, with my hand on the back of your head I pull you closer to me, our lips meet,. I didnt tell her that there were people watching till I fucked her to a orgasm. "I DONT CARE JUST PLEASE KEEP FUCKING ME", she said. They must have hear her and came and stood by the car. They were two young black boys. She must have had her eyes closed, because she didnt notice them till one of them reached through the window and put his hand on her titties. She jumped and started to move back in the car, but I told her to stay where she is. She relaxed and raised up a little so they could. I must have hit her several dozen times by now, but none of it counts. So I keep going. Her skin is turning red, not the deep angry red of recently whipped skin, but the reddish glow of irritated skin. And tap tap tap it goes. We must be well past 100 taps now, and again I increase the strength a bit. But no too much. Tap tap tap. Anna is squirming now, the taps becoming noticeable if not actually painful. And still I go on. When I guess that we are at about 150, I increase the strength a third.