I fuck her pussy harder while her clit rubbing quickens. She moans loudly as she achieves her orgasm, her hips humping my fingers as her pussy tighten..., grabbing them and holding them in place. Her juices flow freely from her. Her chest is rising quickly. Before she has time to recover and return to her prudish ways, I tell her I am going to fuck her here on the beach. She starts to protest as I help her change position, laying across the hammock with her ass facing up, knees in the sand. She. This opened her pussy just enought so I could hit her clit. She gave a little squeal as the pee hit for the first time. After that we rinsed off and dried and went into the room.Neither of us dressed, we sat together on the couch talking. Steph had put her head on my shoulder and was absent mindedly running her fingers along the shaft of my cock. I couldn't resist, I had one arm over her shoulder and was slowly playing with one of her breasts, concentrating on gently tweaking one nipple. . “Fuccckkk” I scream into my hands. “That fucking whore!!”All became clear. Over the last few months we were talking less and less. When we did it seemed forced. She was cheating, probably had been all this time. “I’m such an idiot” I hate myself; I hate her. I had to calm down. I couldn’t believe after all these years. She was the one that wanted to do the long-distance relationship. She was the one that argued it would work and we were strong enough. ‘What a fucking liar!’ I gave her. As I approached you looked like you’d had a rough day. What have you been doing?” “I’ve been milking cows back at the parlor.” “Oh yeah. That makes sense.”[Such a surprise - someone willing to pull a long hose out of my butt without gloves on]She rode on along on the squeaking old girl’s bike that was ancient looking. But before she got going she beckoned me to come close. “Turn around.” I looked at her for moments not trusting the situation but finally I turned with my back to her. “Hold.