“Ling’s got the good stuff.”She made up her mind. She shrugged and nodded. “Okay.”“Bad girl,” I whispered loudly.She closed her eyes and...laughed, embarrassed. “No...”“Two for the road?” I said when the shots came.We clinked out shot glasses and downed the tequila fast.I paid the bill and offered my hand. She took it without hesitation.A fat oaf like me, I was holding hands with this stunning blonde as we rushed out of the bar.My lovely, loving wife isn’t so bad either, with her fun curly brown. The sexy girl seemed to enjoy the man kissing and then licking her panty-crotch as she wriggled and giggled like a young girl at a party and waved atthe cameras. Then she released his balls from her grip, stood up, took off herpanties, and lowered herself back on to the man's face. He just lay thereutterly helpless in his defeat: his male ego destroyed and the fight gone out ofhim - but his penis bobbed and strained for release of his male frustration ashe kissed and licked and sucked and the. Big Cock” seemed to have grown another inch or two. It was obscene.I tried my best to look cool and relaxed, but inside I was shaking like a leaf in a rain storm, hoping, Please let them just go for a dip and then get out, ignoring me completely. But that was not to be. They just walked right up to me and said, "Hi."The water that had been protecting my modesty from the prying eyes on the beach was now as useless as a glass dress. It was so crystal clear, there was no chance of hiding. Simon put on a wicked grin again. "Simon says take off your pants." She blushed again, but slowly moved her hands to her waist and unsnapped her pants, then peeled them down her hips and stepped out of them. Seeing Becky stand there demurely in her bra and panties made his cock start to stir. He adjusted his pants and Becky smiled. "Simon says jog in place! Simon says raise your arms! Simon says stop running! Hands on hips! Simon says turn to your left!" Simon stopped. Becky held her hands.