The beach was for us. Us? Yes I was a nudist. I'd known it the second I'd stepped outside the day before. Mom wasn't ready to concede the same thing o...t loud but we both knew she was too. And as we spent that first day together on the beach she couldn't hide it.She strode proudly down the beach as I led her, almost prancing as she brazenly displayed herself to the watching crowd.I'd fucked my mother the night before! Repeatedly. And every single person we passed on the beach that afternoon knew. Leon pulled his black dick out my wife’s white pussy to go answer the phone.He talked on the phone for a few minutes while Karen was sucking on his dick.He got off the phone as Karen was milking his black cock into her mouth. Leon grabbed the back of her head as he shot his cum into her mouth.As Karen was sucking up the last of his juices, Leon looked over at me.That was Ron on the phone. He told me he called off the wedding. He said something about if he was not happy before the wedding what. Unzipping my jeans I pushed them down and then my boxers, holding my erect 6” in my hand I rubbed her again, then slipped her bottoms down, she had blue knickers on, rubbing her through them she made no noise, no groaning, no grunting, nothing. Then she sat on the rock and opened her thighs, as I touched her I noticed she was sticky so decided just to fuck her.Pulling her knickers to one side I slipped straight in and pushed myself right up her cunt. I fucked her slowly but again she didn’t. Our driver, a small Latino man, loaded our luggage into the trunk of the cab, held the door open and I climbed in first, followed by Red. We settled in, smiled at each other and waited until the driver got on the highway. The airport was at least thirty minutes from downtown. I glanced over to Red and noticed her skirt was higher than it needed to be. And she was slowly spreading her legs. Then she squeezed her thighs together, hard, and spread them again. I slowly raised my own skirt up to the.