Her other hand moved to the man's stomach, stroking his toned abs. “Oh.... oooohh... yeah...” she let out as he ravished her breasts, pushing his ...ingers further into his hair. “Good boy.”As they continued, Joey's dick began to pulsate in Deja's mouth, releasing a tiny bit of precum. Deja released once again, using her finger to spread the precum along his head. “Uh oh,” she teased. “Looks like our bitch is about to cum. What do you say, Vanessa, should we let him?”From the small release, Joey. She was still standing, facing me, and unable to use her hands or move away. Her shoulders were pulled well back by her bonds, so that her bosom stuck out at me even more prominently. I stood in front of her, looked into her greeny-blue eyes, studied her aristocratic features . I touched her on the cheek with a fingertip. The skin was soft, and lined from age and smoking. She looked cooly back at me. Almost taunting me, daring me to make her loose that cool. “Now I can do. I..I'm sorry. I thought it was a private beach. I, it was cold, in the water. It shrinks." I stuttered, my words falling over each other as this naked goddess still looked over me."No, don't be embarrassed. I love the naked form. Especially when it looks so big and hard." She knelt down in the sand between my legs and placed her hands on mine, "May I?"I stole a glance to my right but the four friends were still playing catch further down the beach. Then I remembered the couple behind me on the. As I washed myself Derek’s semen started dripping from within me, leaving a sticky trail down my inner thighs. I scrubbed that area for a solid five minutes, wanting every trace of him gone from me. I scrubbed my face rigorously, the mixture of makeup and soap stinging my eyes until I wept, except I wasn’t crying because of the soap in my eyes, I was crying because of what I was doing. I was turning into a bad person. I was turning into a woman who was betraying her husband and her marriage. I.