My presence was making the other patrons pretty nervous but some of them just watched me. I slid down in the seat, pulled up my dress, and started to ...widdle myself. A guy sitting in my row got up and came over to watch, finally asking me flat out if he could fuck that for me. I said yes, but no kissing (that would be sick). He knelt between my legs, unceremoniously entered me, and went to work. He didn’t last more than fifty strokes before he got off in me and by then we had a crowd around us.. I spent time "looking" for any opportunity that might surface but this beach was really open and nothing was going on.It's now two years later and I am in So Cal and decided to check for a clothing optional beach - guess what? Yes there was one but it said it is best to go at low tide and it requires some climbing. I checked the tide and was up for the exercise so I decided to head to the beach.Unlike my first two experiences this place showed promise. I instantly saw places where fun could. ” I said, “yes,” without even realizing it and followed her to the bedroom. Half of me wanted to run, but the other half of me kept me there.Once in the bedroom, Claire turned to me and pulled my t-shirt over my head and began to kiss me full on the lips. Her tongue kept pressing into my mouth and licking my tongue and lips, I closed my eyes trying to get out of my own head. Soon the passion took over, and I kissed Claire back deeply running my hand through her head and pulling her into me.. Daddy gripped my hips with his hands to give him leverage so that he could shove his erection into my wet orifice. My body began to get hot with anticipation as his hard cock's smooth round head waited patiently to enter the place meant for it. Once daddy satisfyingly had his hands clasped tightly on the curve of my hips, he edged closer to me and slowly inserted the soft hardness of his cock’s head inside me. I whimpered slightly as daddy’s hardness entered my soft wet division. It felt.