Julia stood up and unhooked her skirt; she looked down at Leslie letting the skirt crumple into a pile at her feet. Leslie rested her hands back behin... her and looked up at Julia's thong panties, a definite dark area between her legs showed. Leslie grinned knowing that she has caused that reaction and knew her panties were the same way. Julia smiled gazing back down at Leslie; breasts pointed up towards her as Leslie rested on her hands.Julia stepped away from her skirt and held out her hands. Adding to the nostalgia, my girl quickly decides on surfing, so we find a gear rental shack, then a spot in the sand. Chanel peels off her thin, long-sleeved grey top and drawstring shorts to reveal a simple dark blue bikini. She makes it far from simple though; everything she wears looks like it was tailored to fit her perfect body. We surf into the late afternoon, throwing tricks and eating water. Just before the sun begins to set and I’m sitting on my board, wading, a million flecks on the. . !" I only muttered as I pushed my cock head between the puffy folds of her delicate pussy. "I'm gonna give it to you nice and hard." Ahhhhhhhhhhhh..." She hissed as my cock head pressed against her cherry. "Do it. Do it!"I grabbed her thighs and lunged my hips forward. My cock head ripped her cherry and entered her."Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... !"She moaned with pain and her whole body shook uncontrollably. I didn't let her go and gave another thrust; my swollen cock head disappeared inside her tight. Katie pressed her lips together as she lifted her hand that had gathered some of his delicious cum and licked it clean, "I'll do anything you want..." Her husband swallowed hard, "I would love to but I have a phone conference with Allan," Fred turned and gave his wife a wicked smile, "but thanks for calling me home for lunch!" The hot wife giggled, "Are you sure I can't change your mind?," as she fondly looked at her husband as she spread her legs and fell back onto bed. She knew he had.