He said something in Spanish, so I figured he probably didn't speak any English. I figured I could have a little more fun, since he was still stroking...his cock, and I still had my dildo sunk firmly in both of my holes.I started by pinching my nipples and squeezing my big 38D breasts while staring him straight in the eyes. He took a few steps closer. I reached down and grabbed my dildo, pumped it slowly a few times and then pulled it out of my asshole. I continued pumping my pussy and he moved a. "No tan lines?" Dave asked, trying to sound casual and relaxed as he fought to slow down his racing pulse. "Do you tan in the nude?" I haven't tanned in years. In fact, I've done my best to protect myself from the sun since before you were born. You're seeing my complexion at its lightest. Dad might be of Viking stock, but you shouldn't forget that Mom's from the Louisiana melting pot. She's three eighths African, three eighths Native American, and only one quarter European descent."Dave. She felt warmer than usual, probably a combination of her sunbathing, and her burgeoning arousal.She began to pop the buttons of my shirt, moving down slowly until the garment was splayed open and my chest was exposed. She dragged her claws gently from my collar to my waistline, gentle, but with enough pressure to make me me flinch as her claws drew red welts in my skin.“W-What if someone sees us,” I gasped, my head still spinning from her invasive kiss. She cocked her head at me and chuckled,. Fingers either side of each lip, a thumb brushing, jesus, brushing her clit, sending shudders through her. He continued with a constant motion, stroke after stroke after stroke, holding her, stroking her till her legs, quivered, her body shook as it surged through her, the thumb, it’s touch so light, but yet, he held her, she bit her lip, moaning, jesus it was good. After holding her, ripples running through her, her breathing slowing, slightly, for, well, it must have been five minutes but it.