"Salut," proferred Fay."Salut! Ca va?" came a cheery reply."Bien merci," returned Fay."Tres bon, la plage est fantastique, n'est-ce pas?" asked the wo...an"Tres jolie aussi."The woman giggled.Jack made eye contact and smiled at her, it was difficult to tell if she returned his glance but her smile was warm and friendly. He liked to be right, she probably was a local, her French accent was light and also well pronounced probably for Fay's benefit."Seen enough Jack?" asked Fay as their eyes. ‘Hey there,’ he breathed. The shock in his voice was obvious. Amy clasped her hands in front of her politely. ‘Do you mind if I sit down?’ ‘No, no. Of course not,’ he said quickly, gesturing the other side of the bench. ‘Thank you,’ she murmured scooting past him. She sat on the edge gingerly and looked over at him with a concerned frown. ‘Sean,’ she asked softly, ‘what’s wrong?’ ‘I just needed some air,’ he lied with a half smile. ‘Just some air.’ Amy pursed her lips and wiggled them in an. I kissed her deeply when she came up, not caring that I was lasting my own sperm. I wanted to kiss her, and nothing was going to stop me.We kissed for 15 minutes, and Nancy played with my cock the entire time. I was hard again, and she moaned that she wanted me to fuck her brains out as she rolled onto her back, and pulled me on top of her. I looked down at her, with her legs spread wide. She looked even more beautiful than any of my fantasies about her.I looked down into her eyes, and. There is a contented sigh and the arm vanishes. The panther gets up, stretches and gives and massive yawn, pink tongue curling over white fangs and pads around the group. A damp black nose nuzzles the velvet skin covered shoulder blades, sharp as a razor of the boy lying there.He rolls over, the stripped bare stone of the cherry between his teeth, whiter than the leopard's fur. His eyes are like the panther's, autumn brown striped with gold. His plump lips smile. One of the lying white leopards.