" Hi, Wendy."She giggled. "You're funny," she said.In spite of my gloom, I laughed too and walked on.Her musical giggle followed me."Come again, Mr. P..." she called. "We'll have another happy day."The next few days consisted of a group of unruly Boy Scouts, PTA meetings, and an ailing mother. The sun was shining one morning as I took my hands out of the dishwater. I need a sandpiper, I said to myself, gathering up my coat.The ever-changing balm of the seashore awaited me. The breeze was chilly. .I must have read about this kind of stuff or seen it happen in Blue movies…She smiled at me and said “You seem to have done ur home work very well Nikil” I was lying on my back and she straddled me, letting the head of my hard cock. tease her entrance..I could feel her clit rubbing against my sensitive tip ..then it happened..she with took my dick between her finger and slowly guided into her hot wet tunnel of love!! ahhhhhh I could feel the heat and the beautiful sensation and she began to. How about you?”I replied, “Well, I’m hard as a rock.”“We can’t let them have all of the fun. Let’s catch up,” she answered. With that, she stood up and leaned over the table. She still had on her beach cover from earlier. I stood up and stepped behind her, pulling the cover up over her bare ass. She wasn’t exaggerating, she was dripping wet. I pushed my shorts down and stepped out of them. My cock was dripping a little, too, as I guided it into her wet pussy lips. She was so hot inside.. . No money for food, no change of clothes, no place to go.Jim's only hope was to call his parents back home. After being told that he was a screw up most of his life and that he'd never make it in the big city he detested that he was forced to crawl back to the people that he came to New York to leave behind. First things first, Jim needed some money before he could call home and he knew getting that wasn't going to be easy.With no idea how else to make money he decided he would sing on a.