Some had set up camp and obviously never moved from there, not wanting to face the climb or preferring to stay in this most beautiful of spots. There ...as one solid structure on the beach, made from lar! ge poles driven into the sand and more poles lashed to them with rope. Straw walls and a roof finished it off and there was a dark haired girl selling cold drinks and sandwiches. How they’d got the stuff down only became clear later when a quad bike arrived with more supplies. I swam back to the. "It's OK, if it was really for you, I like guys who dress up like girls,"she said with her most dazzling charming opened face smile. He stared ather in shock. "How old are you?" I'm fourteen, but I know about things like that, I think it's cute." Where would you ever learn about something like that?" Still beingcharming and disarming she smiled and said, "You know TV, DVD's, theInternet, it's not I've never seen something like that before." He staredat her and yes quickly jumped in again to. . teasing myself as my fingers brush with a slight pressure over my clit, the blood engorging my little bud making it erect and tingling a nerve direct to my brain. As my arousal increases, my dream change to include a man..... I’m lying on my back as he lowers his cock to slide into my mouth while she moves to lick at my sweetness. My fingers will dip into my own wetness and as I long to taste the sweet cum of him, I will taste my own fingers. The images in my mind will begin to rapidly. Oww, oh, stings ... ahhh ... so full. Not to move yet...” she whimpered, her eyes screwed shut and her brow furrowed in pain.Roger stared down at her face in concern; then her eyes opened and sparkled with unshed tears and a little bit of awe at what had just happened. Her mouth was partly open and the tip of her tongue was just peeking through her lips.“You okay, better now, lover?” he asked gently.She nodded slowly, her awed expression becoming even more apparent.“Oooohhh. Okay now, maybe, so.