Anticipation of a new experience, a new person, a real person excited them as they drove to the beach club. "Is there someone special that I'm suppose... to look for?" Sheila asked."I've seen a few, but they're always with a date. I haven't been able to break in." Looks like we're here before the in-crowd," Sheila observed as they parked in the half-filled lot."There'll be more later, but there's always room to dance."They enjoyed a great seafood dinner and were still talking with real animation. "GET OFF LACI!" repeated Girl#2, even more urgently.Julia said, "It's too late. Laci used up all your time. Who's the next girl?" Me!" As Girl#3 got to her feet."I WANT MY TURN!" said Girl#2. Which I thought was an unnecessary statement, as I was pretty sure all of us already knew that."It's MY turn!" insisted Girl#3. Another unnecessary statement.Laci was looking back and forth between #2 and #3, nervously, but not getting off either."But I haven't had my turn!" said #2.#2: Julia said, "The. The painter, Goya, never saw this painting in publicly displayed in his lifetime.’ ‘That was controversial? It doesn’t show a thing?’ said James from behind me. ‘Honey-bunny, this is art not a Penthouse centerfold,’ answered his girlfriend with a sigh. Marcie led her grumbling boyfriend off to another section leaving me and Cathy alone. I glanced around then looked down at her. She too looked around, grinned, and causally hooked the edge of her blouse and pulled it to enough that I saw her. Two things then began to happen quickly and nearly simultaneously. She and Ryan began to cum at the same time. What surprised her the most was the first salty blast of his cum that made their debut with her tonsils. As she struggled to focus as her orgasm began to consume her, her gag reflex took over. Rita pulled his cock out of her mouth only to be hit right across the bridge of her nose with another huge thick white rope of sperm that also crossed her cheek and soaked her hair near her.