She used her fingers to try to pry my ass open, to allow the bottle to start slipping in. Finally my ass opened up enough to let the bottle start push...ng it's way inside me. She pushed it slowly in, about halfway down. It was enough so that it would slip back out. She motioned for me to walk towards him. Remaining on all fours, I made my way to the other side of the room, the bottle protruding from my asshole. Once I got there, he held out his glass. I turned around, and he removed the cap from. Ellie pulled up to the regular beach she usually visited and figured she'd casually stroll over to the nude beach from there. Sitting in the parking lot, Ellie took a deep breath and put on her Raybans as if to look incognito while she strolled down to the deviant side of the shore.Strolling down the beach, beach towel and bag in hand, Ellie kept getting the thought of running back to the familiar. She felt, somewhat our of her own body as if her legs were propelling her down the beach but her. We had other guests so I urged him on as quietly as I could. Later it would get VERY loud as he brought me to my first orgasm with him! Two hours later I’d find myself on my tummy while he pounded my cunt good and hard again. That one took about an hour to finish…near the end I yelled into a pillow while he really gave it to me HARD as hell! When he pulled out and rolled off I was just glowing all over; that had been one awesome fuck! The notes begin here… ‘Okay, I’m sore now but sore all over. Every day, every hour. Her heart’s not for sale.’ ‘But her body is?’ The soup arrived and was ignored. ‘I’m not saying that but what if it were? What if you found out that she was a part time hooker like Ai you met last night? Would that matter?’ ‘Yeah, it matters to me who fucks my girlfriend.’ ‘Well,’ he paused in thought again, ‘when you put it like that it does sound reasonable, but it doesn’t get us any closer to a resolution.’ He tried the soup. Not bad. A taste of currants and crab..