I agreed with him, but was still unsure if the decision we had made that night had been responsible. I didn't know what to say, the only words that I ...ould speak were, "yeah, I know". I stared at John's face when I heard my dad call my name. I jumped out of the swing like I just been caught doing something horrible. My dad told us that all the food was done and it was time to eat. John got up and we followed my dad in the house.My grandmother had a long rectangular dining room table, enough to. .we get into my place and sit on the sofa you climb on top of me so your boobs are in face you then take my hands down to your bum while I grip it tight and pull it towards me, I feel the wetness of your pussy and pull your frenchies to the side and start to finger your now very wet pussy from behind you moan into my ear screaming my name, you then unzip my pants and pull my very hard cock out and start to move your hand up and down while I'm still fingering your pussy.You slowly slide down to. I wouldnt mind being sat near them on the beach , thinking to myself, as i couldnt help but notice her full pert breasts, straining her bikini top with a small well formed ass in tight shorts as she leant over the rail, in a provocative stance.He was also wearing shorts and a vest showing that indeed he was quite fit for his age, noting that he did look trim, and he would look good on the beach wearing only a pair of sunglasses.They nodded to me and said hello, remarking what a lovely day it. Jack had not seen me yet so when I said; “Jack, if that arm is not at your side and the grip on this lady is not released, I will personal rearrange your face and teeth.” He, by reflex, let her go and turned on me.I quickly motioned her to run away from there. She was clear, and Jack was coming at me. I held my hands at my side and let him have the first swing. I ducked and he hit the top of my head. He screamed as the pain traveled up his arm.I grabbed that arm, twisted his hand, and forced.