My spot is right at the bend, protected, and I can see the whole beach north and south. If anybody is approaching from either direction, I can see the... coming from a mile away. I’ve been there a hundred times and only once has anyone come close, and they turned around long before they could have spotted me.“Anyway, as you know, I have Mondays off. I do my chores in the morning, and then all afternoon I’m on the beach. Weather permitting, of course. So, can you keep our secret?”Lonnie had a lump. I moaned and looked toward the ceiling as she squeezed more and more of me inside her small mouth stretching her cheeks out when she swayed her head. She looked determined to conquer my cock whole. I could see her eyes burning with desire as they started to water now as she pushed her mouth and reflexes to the limit. She continued her impressive progress with four inches, then five, then seven, and now struggling to reach eight inches I could feel the back of her throat. Tears elegantly. More virile.She looked at Kristoff's penis, lying limply on his testicles. It was neither huge, nor tiny. Based on her limited experience with men, he looked quite normal. The skin on his penis was darker than the rest of him-a dusky brown, with purple undertones, and an overcast of gray that she knew was the result of his loss of blood. As his body made new blood, that gray would fade and the purple would probably become more prominent.She retracted his foreskin, telling herself that there. I struggled to get his cock out and sucked on it while Tank finally started the SUV and slowly drove out of the parking lot. As we creeped along toward the highway in a long line of cars we passed dozens of kids on either side of the car, giving them ample time to look through the open windows and see my naked body and my head in Rosey's lap.Even as I struggled with Rosey's oversized cock I was not so unaware of my surroundings that I didn't realize we turned left instead of right as we left.