I get up and make my way to one of the toilets on the train, hoping you will follow me. After a minute I hear a light tapping on the door - I open it ...nd you slip inside. My mouth is on yours in a flash, and your hand caresses my hard on through my jeans.We grope at each other, you fumbling at my zip and my belt, my hands slipping inside your t-shirt, and to the top of your stockings, running my hands through your hair – so much I want to touch, but spoilt for choice! .There is no foreplay. Our hands were all over each other as we struggled with our clothes, trying to remove them without making too much noise. I pulled her skirt up past her waist and was happy to see no panties to get in my way. Pushing her back against the vanity I dropped to my knees and buried my face between her sweet thighs. She threw one leg over my shoulder as she leaned back against the vanity to give me better access to her neatly shaven pussy. I buried my tongue as deep as I could as her juices filled my. Hartwell?" You're naked!" screamed the woman behind Hartwell. The friendly buzz on the beach was now silenced as all eyes were on the confrontation."Mr. Hartwell, members of the board," Jennifer said calmly. "These campers and I are just enjoying the beach as God intended, in the nude. I see nothing 'immoral' going on."Hartwell stepped forward and slapped Jennifer across the face, "Get out of here. You're fired!"The beach was stone silent. The only thing that was heard was the waves on the. I started walking towards him and as I did he averted his gaze from my messy cunt up to my smiling face. A look of confusion crossed his face and when I reached him I immediately planted my mouth on his and french kissed him as I used my body to push him across the hallway into the guest room and I quickly shut and locked the door behind me. Then I shoved him back as hard as I could onto the bed and stood there with my legs parted and my hands on my hips. He started to say something and I.