I had no sense of rhythm or co-ordination. What I had right now though was an alcohol buzz. I turned back around to face him. It’s not like I could ...o some sort of sensual striptease at this point so I just smiled at him and continued to sway my hips back and forth. I dropped my bikini bottoms to the sand and placed both hands on my naked belly. From there I let them roam. One dropped down to my belly button and swirled in circles while the other roamed up to my breast and grabbed hold. I bent. And his desire to impregnate me aroused me even more. At that point I wanted him to flood my pussy with his virile cum, not caring if he impregnated me.I hugged his torso tightly as I pulled even harder with my legs, and I pulled him farther inside of me and said, “Oh shit, fuck me Ron, I’ve got to have your cock.”Ron smiled at my surrender, and began slowly thrusting into me, pushing a little deeper on each stroke. I could hardly believe that a petite woman like me was taking his massive fuck. Any idea I want to do that?Me: (after a moment of thought) Simple, I want to remove the thread on your neck and then tie a new one.She looked at me for a moment.Mom: Okay. What do you want to wear? What do you want me to wear? Where do you want to do it?Me: (again, a moment of thought) I cannot think of.Mom: Okay! You buy a white lungi and a white shirt.Me: What will you wear?Mom: Do you want to buy a saree for me?Me: You want me to buy? (I asked naively. But in the next instant, I had a. Turning on my seat and reaching over, I placed my fingers on his forehead and entered his mind. I found a number of interesting things there, and shortly began to laugh.“What’s so funny?” Grace asked quietly in a vexed voice.“His name is Alberto and he’s a cop. A Mexican cop up here undercover to track the movements of the Cartels. He also isn’t having a lot of luck, as it appears that the locals are on to him,” I told her, once I managed to stop laughing. “This is just too rich,” I added.