Betty sheathed his stiff penis and he climbed aboard.For Betty, perhaps because he had cum such a short time past, it was a little better, roughly twi...e as long, in fact. She actually felt the beginnings of something perilously close to what could be almost called an orgasm. Then his groaning sigh announced they were done. Like her sister, she wasn’t at all sure whether things had gone well or not, and didn’t want to risk being made fun of by asking a stupid question, such as, “Was that good. I went faster, moving us both up the bed so I could get greater purchase, my knees digging into the mattress as I really went to work, pumping in and out of her, my rigid tool stroking effortlessly in the slick sluice juice of my only daughter. I thrust faster, praying her eyes would remain shut tight, but now her brow was furrowed and I knew somewhere in her consciousness she knew she was being fucked. Just a little more, in and out, stabbing, jabbing my solid cock into her pleasure. That poor a/c had only two settings: nothing and ice.)The trip was always a short one, so my friends wore their swimsuits under their clothes, all bikinis. I’m the modest one in the group, so I planned to change into my swimsuit upon arrival because wearing a one-piece under clothing is like sitting in an oven.We found a favorite beach access. Nestled between towering homes, it has always been the perfect spot in which to park. Its shining feature? A bath house. Showers and restrooms are an. ”I got the bill and handed our waitress $50. The waitress scowled at me contemptuously so I pulled up my zipper and handed her another $50 and left quickly. When I got to the car, Susan was waiting in the passenger seat busy texting someone. “Darnell?” I asked. “Uh-huh,” she responded. “What’s up?” I questioned. “I told Darnell that I just described to you how I sucked his cock and how much I loved it,” she replied. “What’d he say,” I mumbled. “He told me to tell you how I invited him over and.