Touching was Ok on the 'public' part of our beach so I reached over and wrapped my fist around his cock and milked the length from the base to his tip...and watched the drop of pre-cum on the tip grow a little larger. Taking it on my fingertip I brought it to my mouth and licked it off. Frank said he wished they weren't leaving tonight so we could have many days of going behind the dunes. Jesus, if Frank's skill with his cock was anything like his skill with his fingers... I looked to see if his. It tore into me. Feeding on her would only satisfy one element. I wanted more of her, but I couldn’t ask that. I closed my eyes as if the simple act would block the thought that invaded every ounce of my senses. But you could. The hunger gnawed at me. However, once I tasted of her bl**d, she would be nothing more and I would once again wander about, as lonely as I had ever been before. Grace was different. I was not wholly convinced of the ‘living heart’ as my former lover had worded herself,. At least he has agreed to stop after kissing."Okay, Cindy?" he asked smiling.She nodded, hoping he would stop after that.Saying, "Good," her father pushed his right thigh between her thighs. His knee parted her thighs and rested right on her loins. Cindy was embarrassed. His knee was pressing her cunt intimately, and arousing her some more.Her father brought his lips to touch her lips and said, "When we kiss, we must lick and suck our lips. Hope you'll do it right. Otherwise, we may have to. The only proviso was; that these assignations couldn’t take place in company time. All proclivities other than extreme stuff got taken care of at the hotel. Gay, Lesbian, and bisexual penchants were on offer as long as they were paid for in cash to the ‘service’ provider. Roger did not require any kickbacks, and his high occupancy rate was all he desired. All in all, it was a winning formula, and staff turnover was negligible.When I got taken to the hotel by Roger the next morning, Stewie.