As I got to her, she put her arms around me and kissed me like I've never been kissed before. Her tongue was going in and out of my mouth, just like a...dick going in and out of a pussy. Her hands were running all over me, feeling all up and down my body. It was so sexy. Her touch on my cock seemed electric. I was hard and ready for more. "Lay down on the bed, Russell," she said, as she began unbuttoning her blouse, standing there in front of me. As her blouse came off, I saw her lavender satin. I see his cock twitching and I smile as he lies down beside me. He reached for his backpack and took out a bottle and a cloth which he wetted and then gently began to wipe my torso. While I was a little confused, the softness of the wet cloth feels good on my skin and he gives special attention to my breasts. When he reached down and slowly wiped between my legs, I close my eyes, not caring what the reason is. “Sunscreen….I don’t like the taste,” he whispered in my ear as he wet the cloth again. Big shoulders. Muscles. That was what did it for her. She does not know what she feels when Angel goes to the fence. The camera gives a pretty good look at the 18 year old girls face. She leans and looks. Lingers for a moment. Then leans back and unzips her jeans. One hand goes down them and she leans back.The naked woman on the chase lounge does not know what to think. There is a twinge though. Wrong. Really. Really. Wrong. And that does work. Diana looks at the pad and can see Angel watching.. "Maybe," I teased. "I ain't decided yet." Bad boy, huh?" Brent chuckled and I realized he didn't know my little secret. Purdy hadn't told these people everything after all."Come on, down here..." Mickey sighed, half-falling onto one of the mattresses and pulling Purdy down with her. "I want some bad boy too." I got you're bad boy," he promised, putting his arm around Mickey's shoulders and pulling the white girl close for a kiss."Let's sit down," Brent suggested, and I guessed these people.