Jeff's heart began to pound in his chest, and he was so hard now that there was no way that Brit could not feel it. He wanted so much to keep going, b...t on the other hand, he felt guilty about seeing these pictures. After all, they were private. She had not given him permission to look at them, so it felt like he was betraying a trust. He hesitated, wondering whether he should continue."Jeff?" Brit asked, sensing his hesitation."I ... don't think we should go any further," he stammered."Why. She had obviously come down to the beach to soak up some sun too, judging by her outfit of loose sun-dress and what looked like a bikini top rather than a bra underneath. She smiled and waved back.“Hi Sally, why don’t you come and join me?” I said. She came over and laid down her stuff beside mine, while I picked up my towel and rubbed myself dry in a fairly perfunctory way – the sun was so hot I hardly needed to. I rubbed a bit more sun-cream on, trying not to notice if Sally was looking while. I've booked already -- I can cancel but Friday's and Saturday's are popular. Oh, and Roscoe's apparently doesn't make the grade for a romantic date." Romantic?" Okay, I added that to stir you both up." I guess we'd better be ready to ask by the weekend as well then. I don't see much point in saying I don't want to go out when I'd enjoy a quiet dinner with attractive company -- romantic or not. I know Fiona is going to make her own mind up about who she is going to date and I'd trust you to. As I sucked, she moved her body in rhythm. After a few minutes, she came hard and started shouting, “Fuck me! Fuck me, you bastard!” I was now super-charged, slapped her, and made her stand on the floor the next moment. Without wasting a minute, she took off my t-shirt.She started licking my slightly hairy chest like a horny bitch she was. Her heels ensured that our heights were similar, and her pussy got rubbed against my dick. As she bit my chest, I dug my nails in her creamy ass cheeks and.