"Rob sat in his large brown arm chair, a drink in hand, but rose as soon as I walked in. "Want a beer?" he asked on the way to the kitchen."We're gonn... try something different tonight," Pam said at my shoulder. "I want to play strip 'Clue'."I raised an eyebrow but nodded. Rob came back carrying three beers, and opened the closed bedroom door with his elbow. The flip of his head led the way.Pam closed the door and scrambled over the bed to set cross legged on one corner of the mattress. A game. Some splashing, some grabbing. We even did a little jousting with Kate on my shoulders and Frances riding on Ben. Frances with breasts not quite big enough yet to do more than jiggle a little; Kate's breasts swinging as she moved. Ben couldn't take his eyes off of them, which is why Kate and I kept outmaneuvering him to pull Frances into the water and dunk her.One good thing about this particular stretch of beach was that it had a nice mix of singles, couples, families with tons of kids,. All of them hung on me like I was a wire coat hanger and without a belt to hold them up there was no way they would stay where they were supposed to.For the moment though, I didn't need to go out and buy anything as I had loads of stuff, just that it was a bit big. If I got an interview or something, perhaps then I'd go on a bit of a spending spree and maybe buy a new pair.I got a proper routine together that started first thing in the morning with a job search. Being a technical person and. I gag a little, but then slowly adjust to your cock deep in my throat. “Oh yeah…that’s it…suck it Claire….uhh…that’s it…so good…” I pick up the pace, wanting to give you as much pleasure as possible. Wanting to taste your come in my mouth. But as your urgency takes over, you pull away. You grab my arms and roughly pull me to my feet. You push me back against the door again and pull my leg up to your waist. Then, in one motion, you are inside me, your cock completely buried in my dripping.