I took her into my bed room put her on the bed and was licking my fingers again I was licking her all over. When I started licking her arm pits she we...t mad she was moaning louder I understood she like being licked there I was also fingering her cunt. I had enough I placed my cock in her cunt entrance and was running my cock tip up and down and not entering her cunt I was enjoying the slippery feeling of her cunt juices. she looked at me as if pleading me to enterI understood it and slowly. As you probably know from Michael, our dad died when I was fifteen. I’m eighteen now…’ I trailed off. The look on his face told me everything – he hadn’t known at all. ‘I’m so sorry,’ he said, solemnly. ‘I’ve only know Michael a year…I didn’t know…’ He stopped, looking embarrassed. I smiled. ‘It’s okay. I’m kind of over it,’ I lied. ‘Plus, he died doing something he loved.’ When he asked how, I told him everything. How he’d been racing his motorcycle in practice for a competition. How he hadn’t. He was around 45, married and definitely not my type but like all the other gay men going there, I needed to feel secure instead of being alone so I accepted his offer to sunbathe together. We walked quite far from the crowd of the public beach to a point where we began to see nudists. Most of them were male and over 35. We took off all the clothes and I had an immediate erection seeing Dutch’s firm ass. We laid our towels on the sand and started rubbing suntan lotion on each other’s bodies.. She was insatiable. Was there anything she wouldn’t do?” The question hung in the air, sort of emphasizing the subject matter of sex. “Can I use your bathroom?” she asked. “Sure. Right over there,” I said, pointing out the downstairs half-bath. Jill grabbed her handbag and walked to the bathroom. I checked to see if she needed another beer. She did not. She had almost a full can. But I grabbed another one for me. Jill emerged from the bathroom, braless, her tits swaying back and forth under her.