I watched as they kissed long and hard, his hands kneading her ass through the short skirt she had on. I could hear her moaning as he did it. I watche... as her hand snaked down from shoulder, across his chest and down to come rest upon the bulge in his pants. I saw him thrust his hips into her hand a few times and then he pulled back. What about Keith? Is he going to come looking for you? Should we get back inside? Clearly he was nervous. I smiled thinking if he only knew I had already found. Welles on the north coast, has a wooded area behind the beach. Proper woods and trees, and then the slope down to the beach which is obscured from view. Somewhere like that would be fun to explore when it is warmer, as there are loads of opportunities for illicit outside sex, always with the chance of being caught. A gorgeous, warm summer evening would be perfect. I could wear a pretty beach dress, without a thong on, so that when we got chance you could have easy access to my velvety pussy. It seemed as though he had been an expert for many years.Soon one of his hand slipped inside her panty and was running up and down her pussy. She was wet soon enough and they s took off whatever clothes were left. She stared at his big dick hanging in the air, red and throbbing. Riya was hungry and it was time for her to eat. She knelt down and held it with both hands, licking the tip like a lollipop. It was the mouth and tongue of a veteran girl after all.She sucked and blew the guy like a pro. That’s always been important to me. Whether I’ve invited a guy over, walk into an adult theater or be a guest as I was today, I want men to KNOW what I am and what I want! I dress like a whore because I AM a whore! I should not have to ask a guy to treat me nasty. “See how I’m dressed daddy?“ There should never be any doubt that I’m a genuine fuck whore.I sauntered out to the playroom. She looks and says, "Oh honey! You are gonna get a LOT of action today!” She walked over, fondled my stiff.