I gave a different kind of sigh as his fingers brushed up between my legs and leaned against him. By the time the next commercial came on, the bump in...his jeans had grown into quite a lump. I lay my hand on it and rubbed it hard and slow. I looked up to see Skip and Dean watching us. I shrugged my shoulders and smiled a little, then turned my attention back to my man. His fingers were stroking my crotch harder now and I could feel myself getting wet. I squeezed his cock in rhythm, and I knew it. Our parents had always been keen to search out the quietest of beaches. They didn't like the type where you had to step over bodies to get anywhere. So often we'd go to ones where you had to walk quite a way to get to the sea, or sometimes ones where you walked down with the crowds and then we'd trundle along the beach for ages until it became a lot quieter. Today it was the first of these options. We'd parked in a little lay-by on a country lane and then were walking for nearly a mile through. As a matter of fact, by the time she'd finished saying it, I was inside her. I slipped in and out, taking my time, building up the friction and increasing the pleasure for us both. She moaned wordlessly and I pumped her. After another fifteen or twenty minutes our movements had speeded up and we were both grunting with animal passion. Finally I erupted inside her and she bit my lip as we kissed.I rolled to the side, wet with our sweat and fluids. It was a wonderful feeling. I pulled her toward. I know I love being knotted like a bitch!” laughed Rachel as she continued caressing Paul’s balls, making him groan in ecstasy.Joe walked over to me and said, “It’s time to get better aquainted,” and with that he picked me up and carried me over to the coffee table where he laid me on my back. He raised my dress up and dove in to lick my pussy. His long tongue ran up and down my wet cuntlips, and he savored every inch of my pussy mound while making heated eye contact with me. I turned my.