Matt rises from the sofa and quietly moves toward McKenzie's bedroom. He knocks lightly then enters; not waiting for an invitation. The room is dark, ...nd she hears the door to her bedroom open. She had been fingering herself and thinking of Matt when he knocked on the door. She pulls her hand away from her pussy and lies entirely still as she tries to make out if it's really Matt or maybe her parents had come home early. Matt guardedly approaches her bed and softly whispers her name. She. He ran down the hallway and then down the flight of stairs that led to the main floor. He didn't stop there. Panic filled him and a great deal of fear. His mind was racing and all he could think of was getting away from his father. He kept running.Charles ran through the kitchen and out the backdoor. He needed to find help. There had to be someone out there who could help him. But who?He stopped for one second and took a deep breath. As he did, he looked around. Instinctively, his eyes fell on. I paused before retracting my head and repeating the action once more. In and out, lick the tip and back in again, I couldn’t get enough. Then an order came from the other side of the booth. “Take your hands away, open wide and press your face against the hole,” he said. Continuing, “You’re a good cock sucker but I’m going to fuck face.” I obliged, pressing my face almost into the old and was rewarded by his cock. He forcefully ponded it into the back of my throat and held it there for a few. Every move you make, every sound that escapes your lips just throws another splash of fuel on the fire.The entire beach is trembling with anticipation. The humid air is dripping with sensual desire. The radiant heat of that arousal permeates the air, accompanied by the sounds of enthusiasm and the crackling of bonfires combats the oncoming cold of night. The aggressive energy boils hotter, brought forth by the moans and calls of pleasure you supply it in paradoxical response. It surrounds you,.