My legs were spread wider now as I leaned against the rock for support, one hand holding the swimsuit aside as the other worked my hungry little pussy... My wet fingers moved faster as I rubbed panting, not even needing a fantasy to get me there this time. Just the feeling of my fingers on my clit that I'd craved so badly was enough.At home I liked long sessions in bed after the lights were out, pulling my PJ pants down round my knees and rubbing over and over until I finally slipped into a deep. "Nice veins," she said."Thank you." I won't need to tie you off." Sitting on his lap, she said, "Don't move," as she brought the tip to a bulging vein, tapping it in and drawing the plunger back, clouding the clear liquid with a swirling sprig of red. "Told you you have good veins. Hold still. You should be feeling it, but try to keep still."It felt like his heart exploded with heat, then like a million centipede feet were walking all over him, then another explosion, a rush different but. Nick looked like a deer caught in the headlights and nodded. “Can I fuck her too?” He whispered back. “No, you'll have to satisfied with one of the best blowjobs you'll ever get.” I smiled. Stepping into the tent, you were laying on the blow-up bed, rubbing your pussy. Your beautiful lips glistened in the low light and your sexy eyes followed me in. “You want me to suck his cock?” “Yes...” I gulped. “You want his cum all over my face and tits, don't you?” You asked, fingering your wet. I cannot do that. I have tried so hard, but I just look stupid," I said.She laughed a little, "It took me a while to get it," she took a sip of her drink, then continued, "The key is to not think too much and have confidence."We must have been talking for quite a while, because the bar was about to close. The crowd was starting to thin out, and we were among the few people besides the bartender, left in the bar. The alcohol hit me again, making me say something else I normally wouldn't say. "So.