I don't know if it was sweat or pussy juice, but there was an obvious wet spot in the sand below her crotch. She was now oblivious to everyone else on...the beach, her whole being seemingly focused on the 8" Black, heavily veined cock growing and twitching in her hand. Suddenly he rolled onto his side and told her to lay down next to him. As soon as she was settled, he started to massage her oiled tits, kissing her all the while. Her arms went around his neck and her legs parted without being. Roberta did spend some time looking in the mirror at her heart-shaped flanks and agreed with the comments without reservation. Her only regret was that she had been talked out of "breast enhancement" by her doting mother who assured her she had "plenty on top to keep the boys happy".Roberta was most certainly not a virgin having been vigorously "broken in" by more than a few of her fellow male students with studious attention to detail. She had also been introduced to the joys of anal. These panties are enough to get you horny!" "I," I started to speak, but there was no denying her observation. So I hung my head. "I can’t help it." "Or, perhaps, you are a lesbian." "I’m not!" I protested with feeling. There was a devilish smirk spread over her lips that didn’t bode well. "Then touching yourself in front of another girl shouldn’t do anything to you, right? Come on, prove that you aren’t a lezzie. Touch yourself down there, stroke your pussy." "Alice! You can’t ask me to do. Bingo! I thought, her robe slipped open slightly and I could see sticking tops!As we sat and chatted I couldn't take my eyes off her curvy sexy body, but kept wondering why she was dressed ready to fuck, was Mark due home any minute, or was it for me, but could I fuck my mates wife?We finished our coffee and Dee asked if I would like something stronger, a glass of wine perhaps? She stood up and I saw her look the bulge in my trousers as she licked her lips making sure that I could see.Dee went.