I yank your leash slightly and motion with my head for you to go in front of us. You tremble knowing that way both of us can see your soaking wet puss.... We walk back to our spot on the beach, the young man's eyes never leaving your pussy. When we get to our spot I make you kneel in front of my beach chair. I position you so your upper body is under the chair, your cheek pressed against the warm sand, your legs are slightly spread and your ass is high in the air. I pull down your wet bikini. Finishing our drinks I suggested we clean up our mess from the day before because we didn’t know what time mom and Aunt Jill would be home. They agreed knowing we didn’t want our mothers finding out we were drinking when they were gone. A couple hours later we had the house ship shape. I told the girl I would grill some burgers up and we could hang out by the pool until our moms got home. The girls went upstairs to put on their swim suits as I grilled up the burgers. After we finished eating. In reality, I was raping her silly—rough, hard, and violent. I slammed into her harder and faster as I went. Her tight hole was milking my cock for all it was worth. I began to breathe heavier, and she began to say something. Rhythmically, as I fucked her, the syllables escaped her, “Please—don't—cum—in—side—me...” I pounded her pussy faster and faster. I felt myself coming to my climax. I stared directly into her eyes. She tried to avert her gaze, but I pulled her face so that she had to. After that they talked up a storm, joking and laughing together. Actually it seemed to me like he was hitting on my "daughter" and she was flirting right back. After a couple of hours, I pulled into one of those infrequent, combination gas stations and diners to refuel and everybody got out to stretch there legs and get some thing to drink.When I was ready to leave I couldn't find Becky or Ted. As I walked around the diner I spotted Ted and Becky standing there making out. It was obvious they.