You were lucky the tide was out. You could have ended up swimming with the fishes. You could be in the hospital morgue.’ He sighed into his hands, ...ursing himself for his stupidity, knowing how fortunate he was to walk away from the accident without serious injury. Apart from a slight ache in his right leg and a few minor cuts to his knees and feet he was relatively okay. Heather wasn’t so lucky. She was badly hurt in the accident. His guilty conscience got the better of him. He decided to. Already I can feel wetness flooding between my legs. Under normal circumstances, maybe I’d spend more time on my tits. But I’m being impatient tonight. Bring sure not to move too much to arouse suspicion, I slowly push my sweatpants down my legs, until they’re around my ankles. I can’t see my panties, as I’m still covered with the blanket, but I know there’s a spreading wet spot on the front. Over my panties, I rub slowly up and down and have to bite my tongue to keep from moaning softly.. Like, "whole 'nother thing," or "fixin' to eat." He figured out how touse those expressions to break through some of those social barriers thatpeople from another culture always face. I didn't know manyinternational students, and truth be told, I had never had that manyblack friends. I wasn't prejudiced, but growing up in a mostly whitesuburb and graduating from an almost all-white high school hadn't givenme much opportunity. Stewart was just a cool, funny guy that helped mewith homework. " She eyed my crotch and my noticeable bulge. "I had a lot of fun giving you that handjob and loved your cock! And I want more" she said with a wicked grin.I was speechless, the woman of my dreams and cause of many masturbations was exposing all to me. She lifted her skirt higher to expose her naked pussy to me. My dick was fully hard and I could feel the pre cum oozing out. "Come closer" she beckoned me. I wordlessly moved closer to her. "Give me your hand!" I lifted my hand, which she took.