In Kerala.On vacations, our families used to have a get-together. As I enjoyed her company a lot we were more open …She is having a nice figure and ... medium sized boobs …I don’t know the exact figure …On 31 st December we were on her house …As it was the new year our parents were off due to heavy alcohol and mother was sleeping …So we were chatting in her room …And I have brought up an idea to visit the seashore .And it was not too much away from her home …So we took the bike and ride towards. She only wanted help carrying her bag to the car.And she looked at me with her huge brown eyes, asking for me to give hera hand. So I cheerfully said, "Sure, it's great. Let's go to my car."Jacqueline's houseWe walked through the mall, she walking her bike, me carrying twoClinique shopping bags and Jacqueline's purse over my shoulder. As wewalked, we passed by a few groups of young people our age. I said asilent prayer each time, and amazingly, we didn't run into anyone weknew.Jacqueline's. Angela’s cock had felt great as it slid up and down that most sensitive part, and the hot stream of piss felt just as good as Gwen’s body. ‘Oh, my Goddess…’ The sensations her clit was feeling had leapt to Gwen’s head, filling her mind with an incessant thrumming from which there was no escape. Then a throbbing began, dull at first but building deep inside her, filling her body and soul in waves of bliss. The flood striking against her clit was hot and hard, in stark comparison to the feeling. "No, no, stay there Alistair; I can sit on the floor."She used the small turban-towel to vigorously dry her long hair. During this process, her main towel slipped to the floor, much to everyone's delight. She continued the process, her tits jiggling mightily. Then, instead of recovering the towel, she bent, folded it neatly in half, and sat on it. She crossed her legs, lotus style, and let us all enjoy her naked charms.This occasion was mid-week, but I decided on something special for the.