Sara had some red brown curls poking out on both sides of her bathing suit. Try as she may it would not stay covered. Ken saw this and it made the sit...ation worse. He and Sara laid out their blanket and used their towels as pillows. They ate lunch together, listened to the radio and took a walk on the beach. To cool off Ken threw Sara into the surf. She pretended to hate it, but craved the attention from Ken. When they were walking on the beach, they held hands and looked like two teenagers in. “Want to grab a quick bite before we split?” He asked, overly casually.“ ... Yes, let’s.” Chatman replied, after figuring out what Adam really wanted.Chatman put the sound dampener between them while they ate.“Is it just me,” Adam inquired, “or is there definitely something going on that I’m not privy to?”Chatman shook his head. “It’s not you. I think there’s a couple of different things happening behind the scenes.”“Okay, good.” Adam sighed. “I mean, is the General oblivious to it, or. She eased my weight off her body, then slid up a little to free her pussy from the plastic cock. Finally she slipped out from underneath my body."Let's get a little more comfortable while we have a rest." She undid the straps holding the dildo in front of me and then eased the other one out of my rear. We lay next to each other in a tender embrace."This was almost like having two cocks inside me," I said, kissing her gently."Two cocks, eh? You'd like that, wouldn't you?"There was something. I will. I do. I have always wanted this.She asks me if I’ll die for her.I will. Her breath is hot on my neck. Her lips, those lips I worship, hover over my external jugular. She holds her mouth there for a precious second.That second takes forever.Vena Cava, my heart pumps.In that second I see my frail pathetic life spread out before me. Those stories, that shame filled life I’m willing to share with you. To give to you my reader, if you so desire it. I want your desire. I need your desire..