Some cardboard boxes provided protection from the wind. Not too bad tonight and at least it was March so getting towards spring. The young would be pr...stitute wandered by not looking happy so perhaps she hadn’t been paid. Magda ignored her and concentrated on being as warm as possible. A toff walked down the alley with a takeaway coffee in his hand, still steaming.“Here dear, I reckon you could use it more than I.” The coffee cup was proffered to Magda who didn’t say no to such gifts. “Thanks. As we approached the beach she asked in her cute voice, "What do you have planned for me?" I just wanted to show you my little slice of heaven," I said loudly over the crashing of the waves. We then hit sand and took a hard left, down along the cliff face into a small cove which was only exposed during low tide. "Oh my god," she marveled as we looked out to sea. The moon shone over the waves that crashed onto the shore, only about 50 feet away. I moved in behind her and pulled her close,. Too late! ! Barbara felt my hips tremble, the base of my dick throb, my swollen head expand inside her as I erupted into her hot tunnel. She felt the jets of warm sperm being spurted into her most sacred recesses as my stomach tightened and I pressed hard into her sensitive clit. For a moment she sensed her destiny fulfilled as she felt my semen filling her receiving organ. It was too much for her. All she had known thus far was gentle waves of increasing pleasure as she held the one she. I had no inkling of what that revelation would bring, I fact, I’m sure that what did follow was probably the last thing I would have catalogued if I’d been given a pencil and told to write my list. The kiss was sweetly undemanding. Josephine simply leaned forwards slightly into me and placed her lips against mine. She lingered briefly and then the butterfly winged brush of her lips was gone. I was stunned by Josephine’s boldness. She’d kissed me, kissed me on the lips! If I hadn’t been smitten.