Justine’s away, let’s play, let’s play. I’ll sit on the stool, the firelight warming me, my dick curving upward, while you hold your cello and...squat down toward me. That’s right, my dear. Oh Lord, your bud is tight. Sweet Jesus, come down. Carry me over. Take me to the Promised Land. ‘I can’t do it.’ I was too big tonight, too excited. It was too much when she sat on me. ‘Come down some more.’ She was trying to hold the cello and lower herself, and I was guiding her. She squatted. I lined up. .”They held each other as they stood under the water and Tashana felt a sudden surge of affection for the young Terran woman in her arms. It was times like these that she was suddenly reminded just how young Alyssa really was. Tashana was fifty-two and she’d been astonished at how quickly Terrans matured, with her teenage Matriarch normally so confident and composed, but she was still only eighteen-years-old. Stroking Alyssa’s toned back she embraced the blonde who had done so much for. But it was a small, private beach a few dozen feet behind and above the public beach. It wasn’t large but the four loungers stationed there fit easily.“The previous owner tried to make that section of beach private,” the woman explained. “Thankfully, she was unsuccessful. I happen to believe that the coast belongs to no individual and should be free for public usage. I’m happy to hear that you believe that, as well. When she failed to garner the votes to block access, she had the private. She took a deep breath and took off her bra. Her generous, D-cup breasts were now in full view, for the first time – the last time she had been made to strip on this stage, she had been allowed to keep at least her bra on. The camera that had been on her face before now showed her breasts in close-up. Eloise took another breath, inserted her thumbs under her waistband and slid down her panties, then handed panties and bra to Carl. She was now entirely naked, center-stage. Platinum donors.