I was snuggled up to him in the front seat. He said he wanted to take me to a motel out there near the beach .First he stopped at a surf shop along th...re and he bought me a bikini. I changed into it in the car and he got a peek at my boobs and my puss as I was putting, or trying to put it on. I thought about doing him right there in the Surf Shop parking lot, just sliding over in the seat, wrapping a towel around us, climbing in to his lap, guiding his cock right in. I think he was a little too. Doch das Stöhnen blieb nicht nur, es wurde lauter. Anscheinend glaubte der alte Mann, sein geräuschvolles Abwichsen, würde mich erregen! Ich schäme mich beinahe dafür, aber genau das tat es! Anstatt ins Haus zu laufen, oder mir wenigstens etwas überzuziehen, ließ ich meine zierliche Hand neckisch über den Körper wandern. Ich streichelte meine Titten, bis sich meine Brustwarzen versteiften. Eine angenehme Gänsehaut breitete sich auf meinen Körper aus.„Verdammt, du geile Nutte!“ Hörte ich Herrn. By the time we were eating our grilled bass I'd managed to teach myself to filter out the strong ones, but somehow the background emotional noise was completely unaffected by those filters. Fortunately the 'noise' level was low enough that I could more or less tune it out despite not being able to shield myself from it.Unless I decided to turn it all off, and then boom! All quiet, all the time. But no more living inside Chris' love when I did. It was an agonizing choice, but there were times. She immediately insulted me."Wow. It's small," she said, staring at my flaccid pride and joy, her soapy hands pausing.I stared at her; sweet and young and sexy and naked and wet and gorgeous and in my shower. I loved how she looked like a drowned kitten, her hair wet and dark. I loved watching the rivulets of water find fascinating curves and valleys on her sensual teenage body. I watched her grin, a beautiful sight. Damn! I'd made love with that gorgeous thing! I studied the confluence of her.