Most people might have taken her outfit as being very mature and very professional -- very what she had on screamed "Fuck me" so loud I could hardly t...ink of anything else. Carmen had on a black skirt that was very snug around her trim figure and she was wearing what I was sure were either dark pantyhose or maybe she'd even gone sexier for me and was wearing a garter belt and dark stockings with it. She had on a very nice jacket and under that a rather see-through white blouse that I was sure. As Jake slid down her body his mouth explored every inch.. licking.. tasting.. that area just under each breasts where the bottoms are so sensitive.. her flat soft belly.. her wonderfully indented navel.. her tummy as it funnels into the creases of her thighs and groin.. teasing.. tasting.. until finally flicking his tongue gently against her swollen clit.. her hands squeezing and gripping the comforter at her sides as she readies for another explosion of her juices... They waited.Fred finally let out a sigh. "You tried."Carla reached back with the spoon and gently wiped the tip under Brenda's upper lip as you would a baby to get the baby to taste or swallow. A few seconds later, the woman swallowed.Smiling, Carla put a little more on the tip of the spoon and did it again. The swallow was quick to follow this time."Are you there?" Fred said aloud so the women could hear that he was talking to Brenda."Yeah, I'm here. Where else would I be?" Her mental voice. After my second hour I thought that I’d head home and collecting my things together instead of heading back the way that I’d come I went straight up the beach behind me and into the sand dunes. I thought that I’d pause and have a pee before having to put my tee shirt and shorts on again as I got nearer to where the public were. So I found a suitable hollow in the dunes and dropping my bag I turned and began to do what was needed. All of that fluid that I’d been drinking caused me to be peeing.