"No, I'm not Iona. I'm so sorry," I replied as the tears started again. I was about to explain what happened when she put her finger to her lips."I kn...w what happened, my dear. That silly selfish girl is to blame. I warned her that she needed to be more careful with her powers. That was the point of her coming here!" she lamented.There was silence. I could tell that she was angry at Iona and at the same time mourning her death."Well, that is now water under the bridge. Now, what do we do with. Both the hands of Jayanta was within the panty of my wife in the back side and only the sketch of his palms are visible below her panty as it was seriously engaged in pressing hard to the naked white fresh in the GAAND. He was moving his hands with constant upward and downward movement within the panty and her whole body was moving up and down over his body. By that way the erected PENNIS of my friend was repeatedly being in contact with the Pussy of her. Her expression was out of my. I was behind him, not too close and not too far. I should have known when he went down the step towards the beach that it was a trap. I walked straight into the ambush.There wasn’t much light below The Brighton Pier. Suddenly, I felt someone grab my arm. Within seconds I was overpowered, thrown across the beach.There I was, face down on the pebbles. The bitter December cold was not helping much. I felt the chill run down my spine, giving me goose bumps all over. I attempted to overpower the. Just about the time I saw that, my feet started moving forward faster than the rest of my body and I lost control of them.Time seemed to slow down. I saw my feet slowly move forward, then up. The right foot was entangled with a towel that had been next to the tub. I reached out with both arms in an attempt to find something, anything, to hold onto and prevent or diminish my fall, like some cartoon character who walked off a cliff, flapping his arms to save himself. My left hand came in contact.