Then back to the beach until early afternoon.Afterward we’d head back to our room, where we’d take a shower together, making sure to wash sand out...of every possible crevice. Sometimes we’d fuck in the shower, other times we’d wait until we got out. We’d screw and nap the rest of the afternoon, and then go out to dinner. After dinner, we’d take a long walk, then back to our room. Debby would put on a nightie or such, and we’d usually fuck once on the couch in front of the television. Then we’d. The smell of sweat, cum, and butt filled my car; I caught my breathe and crawled over and started my car to put the windows down and let some air in. I kicked off my heels and pealed my sweaty pantyhose off. I put my gym shorts on and walked around to the driver side of the car and my heart stopped. A police car was parked right in front on my car and was the cop was on his radio. “are you sam” he asked“yes sir” I replied“You have id; what you doing parked all the way over here? You doing. The place wasn’t too busy for a Saturday night so our order was up quickly and we began eating and talking. Both girls looked so prim eating pizza with their hair pulled back in ponytails, legs crossed and letting their feet dagel with their flip flops on. Once again the conversation went to school, friends and Karen’s lack of a boyfriend. i.e. this girl is not good enough for him, that girl is such a slut, he is to good for her, yada, yada, yada. I would chime in occasionally. Soon we had the. Both Heather and her companion (who was unknown to us) were fully clothed, but the young man was trying to correct the situation. He slipped his hand inside her blouse, which was already half unbuttoned; she moaned softly, but slowly, reluctantly, pulled his hand away. He slowly reached in again, undoing one more button; even more slowly, she removed his hand again. Like a stuck record, the identical motions were repeated over and over.It was not difficult to understand the young man's.