We talked for a few hours, both of us walking along the beach. Her name is Halie. She lives here on the beach. We spent that week together, and after ... left, I kept in touch every day through some method. We started as friends, but by the end of that week I knew I was in love. A month after I left, we went back. After the second night reunited, I finally found the courage to kiss her cheek. “Oh? Is that all I get?” she asked, clearly disappointed. Her hands on her hips, the moonlight casting. You have been rock hard for almost an hour now. That is quite an achievement. Was that for me?“You are a tight fit in my mouth, very tight, but I like it,” she teases as she takes his first few inches in and out of her mouth.“Do you like that Zig,” she asked as she dug her finger nails into his shapely, firm and round arse, the only part of his body besides his cock that wasn’t completely tanned. “I do and I can see that my man does also,” she teased as she slid his cock our of her mouth to. Having obtained the light, he hurried up-stairs again, and once more I heard his rapid and uneasy footsteps. A moment later he came down again, holding in his hand the small shagreen case, which he opened, to assure himself it contained the diamond, --seemed to hesitate as to which pocket he should put it in, then, as if dissatisfied with the security of either pocket, he deposited it in his red handkerchief, which he carefully rolled round his head. After this he took from his cupboard the. I felt his hand graze across my pussy through the thin piece of material the thong offered. He ground his fingers against me feeling how wet I already was, his fingers were still pressed against the soft lace fabric.Pulling his mouth away from my erect nipples he moaned, “God your cunt is so wet already”. I didn’t tell him that I had already had my husband in me that day and that’s why I was dripping. His mouth worked lower onto my body and wondered if he’d taste my husband in me. I told him.