You turn back and walk towards the doors stopping at the entrance. You glance back and get a smile and nod of the head back. You take a step in the ro...m and close the doors behind you not looking back. I hand you your drink and we quickly drink them and pour us both a Brandy. The glasses stay on the side. I turn towards you and move closer. My hand rubs down your arm, it comes back up to your shoulder and I move around you looking at your body as I turn. My hands feel your back and caress your. She cummed immediately after and squirted all over my face, fingers and the bed. I drank up as much as I could of her sweet juices and then offered her my fingers to clean. She hungrily sucked and licked them clean in a matter of seconds. I kissed her again and we both had big smiles on our faces. She then laughed and said “Last night I told you that I’d let you cum in my mouth and I’d swallow but it turned out the opposite.” I responded “That’s ok, you tasted great. I’ll be having plenty more. “Because no one will want any of this.”I pulled my expanding cock out of my track suit pants and stroked it as she closed her eyes and slipped the dildo into her hairy, but trimmed pussy. I walked over to her as I admired her long black curly hair that fell back on the bed, her flat belly and nice tits as she rubbed her clit.“I certainly want it.” I said as I rubbed my cock against her mouth. --------Three days later I opened up our profile on AMF and lo and behold there were 265 messages.“Look. "She tugged my hand."It's all just fool-your eye stuff," she said. "Like the French say:trompe l'oeil. My place is just down here. Just try. It'll be fun."And so the dip, the slide; that thrill of spinning, the queasy fear ofwhat was coming. She tugged again, and I stepped forward.Down the beach, it was hard to say how far we walked. It always seemslonger, going on the sand. I tried walking closer to the waves, where thesand's packed firmer, but soaked my sneakers when the seventh wave.