When you’re done playing with the girls I want to see you cock, I want to touch it, and I think I want to suck on it too. Then if there is enough ti...e I’ll let you play with my pussy for a while.”I let go of her breasts and said, “I’m done.” She giggled and I stood up and dropped my pants and my underwear to the floor.Brenda knelt down at my feet and just stared at my hard cock. She grabbed a hold of it and pulled the head down toward the floor before letting it go. It slapped against my belly. A long time later, or maybe no time at all, itcame to him that he must exist. He was more than a disembodied thoughtbecause he was lying, definitely lying, on some surface. Therefore, hehad a sense of touch, and the thing against which he lay existed too.Almost as soon as he had reached this conclusion, Harry became consciousthat he was naked. Convinced as he was of in total solitude, this did notconcern him, but it did intrigue him slightly. He wondered whether, as hecould feel, he would be. We were the only ones on the beach, which was empty.We walked to where the surf met the sand. The water was cool and lapped at our ankles. I pulled my trouser pants up, to keep them from getting wet. Becky silently stripped out of her dress and tossed it on to the beach. She was totally naked. She plopped down on the wet sand, the surf lapping at her tight little body, her nipples hard and pointing.“Come on,” Becky remarked, “Sit with me.”I stripped out of my pants and tossed them up on the. ‘Oh, the geek’s gettin’ brave, is he?’ he said. He clenched his fist and began drawing back his hand. ‘We’ll just have to take care of that. After I get finished with you, asshole, you ain’t gonna be in no shape to fuck with me.’ ‘Stop it! Stop it right now!’ Karen exclaimed. ‘Both of you.’ ‘This ain’t none of your business, Momma,’ Paul growled. ‘Nerdo, here, put his hands on me. Nobody puts their hands on me.’ ‘PAUL! STOP OR I’LL CALL THE POLICE!’ Brenda yelled. She was holding the cordless.