My heart rate slowed and my erection softened. I relaxed as best I could, snuggling into her a bit to get comfy, and eventually drifted back to sleep ...ondering how I found myself in a position like this.Sunlight woke me up, and the banshee was no longer in my sleeping bag. The zipped was tight and my arms were as if I was still holding her. She must have turned incorporeal to leave without disturbing me. I rolled over and looked around. My sleeping buddy was just outside the mouth of the cave,. "You mean you want to look at my arse again," laughed Margaret."It is a lovely arse," said Richard as Margaret got on her knees on the bed.Richard put two fingers into her cunt and had soon massaged her to wetness and Margaret put her head onto a pillow and her arse a bit higher in the air. Richard admired the arse that still had some markings from the hand spanking that he had given it the previous night and he then, once again, had his cock at Margaret's entrance.He entered her and, as was. I'm such a slut and I love it. Spraying a bit of perfume on herself and applying her make up she headed out the door.I actually heard her before I saw her - a sweet southern accent ordering another drink at the bar. From my angle, her back was to me - showing me a nice juicy ass clad in tight fitting black skirt. I knew instantly I wanted to get my hands on that. I approached her and found she had a pretty face to go along with her nice butt. I introduced myself as one of the speakers scheduled. But I want to know for sure.” As the song played I reached forward and whispered the words into her ear, my nose gently nuzzling her earlobe. I could feel her body tremor lightly as I softy caressed her neck with my fingertips. She leaned her head back into my face as I buried my face into her soft, blonde locks. When we finished our floats, we headed back out on the highway. In about an hour we were at Sandy Hook and parked the car. It was a bit of a hike from where we were to the beach, but.