Walking along the beach, we went past the fence that was the unofficial boundary between sun seekers and sex seekers. Yes, we were deliberately going ...o the naughty section! That was a good start from my point of view as I knew that my wife was aware of the designated areas too. We set up camp on the perimeter of the low grassy dunes and after a bit of sunscreen being applied to nose and shoulders, we sauntered down to the water’s edge. The beach is a delightful swimming beach. No surf but. I really hope that you know that you can marry any or all of us, and none of us will mind. You can marry none of us if you prefer, which would be acceptable, though I admit that I’d rather that you married most, if not all of us. That’s just a personal quirk. I especially would love to see you marry Becky, as she’s your sister, as well as Sarah, Chloe, Katrina, Chrissy, Erin, Marcie, Donna and me. Maybe even Rachel, if she still wants it, as well as Amha and Evelyn. Who knows, maybe even. My head was freed and then I saw the beautiful girl riding up and down, her loose breasts moving in a rhythmical fashion. She saw my staring and adjusted by putting her arms around my neck and pulling my head towards them. Now smothered by boobs I was in heaven. Just before my climax point she stopped and pulled out. Her friend had adopted a doggy style position between my legs, her arse cheeks spread and her tight ring shiny with spit. I knew what she wanted and rolled up on my knees. I. Sinking my head into her neck and kissing to her shoulder, I let hot long sighs escape my mouth as I drew my fingertips up her sides, pressing my warm wet body against her and watching as little goosebumps trickled over her skin, her stiffening nipples pressing into me and sending my blood on fire. I grew more confident, my lips tasting her flesh as I slowly worked down and around her neck, dipping my head further down and kissing her chest. I could hear her breath short and feel her hips now.