Opening a bottle of coconut-scented oil, you massage it over your body, making sure that your luscious white tits and delicate shaven pussy get a thic... coating of the slippery protective cream. Your body glowing in the sun, you lie back and are lulled to sleep by the crashing waves, squawking birds, and pleasurable warmth. The sound of footsteps crunching in the sand awakens you. Shading your eyes against the sun's glare, you see a man approaching. I walk up from the water, still wet from my. "I think that it's really nice of you to help your wifewith the laundry. I'm sure she really appreciates it," I said. "Oh yes, she does," he said. Uh huh, I thought. No weddingring. But no doubt was left when I saw a pink scalloped waistband barely peeking out of his jeans when he leaned forward.Pink panties. "Well I got to go, nice meeting you, " he said. He wasobviously embarrassed but thought he had dispelled suspicionwith the "wife" ruse. He almost ran out of the laundry room."Nice. We were both just sitting and watching the show when I looked over at her. She was so beautiful. I was looking at her in the tank top that barely held her breasts. They were definitely a nice size. I started to see that her nipples were getting hard from the cold air. She looked over at me. She already knew I was looking at her but she didn't seem to mind it. She asked if I had a blanket. I pulled out my blanket and wrapped it around her shoulders. I got underneath it too.She moved closer to. Keep doing that -right there.”All too quickly, a winter’s worth of snow avalanched out of its crevasse as her torso twisted and turned and her hips violently shot up and her legs squeezed my hand hard before releasing it as it tumbled back down into the seat and began a long state of convulsing. Her mouth shivered and quivered and hissed as it drew in breath. Her shoulders shook from side to side before turning away from me as she curled into a fetal position.I raised back up and turned and.