“Are you comfortable?” I asked.“There’s something hard pushing into my stomach, sir. Maybe I could help with that.”“I think I’d better p...nish you for your lateness first.” I only narrowly resisted the temptation to give up the pretence and fuck her silly.I lifted the back of her skirt, and admired her arse. Of course, her underwear was long gone. She had her legs slightly apart, to help balance, but the result was that I could see her pussy lips, perfectly framed by her arse cheeks. What I. Shortly, we struck up a conversation and got to know each other better. One of them asked me to dance and I said yes. This didnt bother my husband at all, because I love to dance and he doesnt care to. The other guy and my husband talked while David and I danced. This was the closest I ever been to a black man and as we danced and talked, we moved closer to each other. Without even noticing, we ended up dancing very close to each other and I put both my arms around his neck and snuggled close. Us nay zabardastee mere baal pakar kar mere moonh meen apna lund ghusaa dia aur bola randee meen nay kia kaha tha, us k land ka ajeeb he zaiqa tha, phir meen us ka land halkay halkay choosnay lagee mujhay bhee maza anay laga, us nay dono hathoon say mere sar ko pkar kar apnay land say mere moonh ko chodnay laga, mere saans ruk rahee thee, liken woh tu ruknay ka naam he naheen lay raha tah bool raha tha sssaaaadiaaaaa aaajjjjjjj tu nnnnnnnnnnay bhut mazaaaaaa dia ahay aaahhhhhhhhhhhhh phir us ke. We came out for a rest and I noticed that Jon had got a hard- on. He said that it was the waves pounding down on him that caused it. As we sat there 2 men and 3 women dropouts came over the hill and down onto the beach. They stripped off (which didn't take more than a couple of seconds as non of them had more than 1 article of clothing on), and into the waves they went. As we watched I noticed that the 2 men also got a hard-on. We went back in, and it wasn't long before I was watching 3 men.