Her eyes were closed to the sun, but his stared ravenously at her gorgeous figure, his hands itching to stroke her perfect skin, and his balls tinglin... with excitement. Slowly they resumed their conversation and it turned towards risqué topics. How many of the people who went down the steep path to Secret Beach went to ogle, they wondered, how many were exhibitionists, and what exactly were true naturists. It wasn’t long before Greg confessed that Secret Beach was not just topless but in fact a. He grabbed a section of my hair forcing my mouth open, and immediately began fucking my throat with an abandonment of all care. I gagged on his cock, drooling unable to breathe, unwillingly taking all seven inches up to massive hanging balls. I could feel something massive shove into my pussy. I guessed that it was some huge dildo forced into me with no lube. I moaned, and writhed against the cock in my mouth. Meanwhile my nice wet cunt was feeling mixed sensations of pain and pleasure. Pain. I asked her to show me around and she led me by the hand around her place as I pictured her in every angle. We finished our tour back in the living room. I reached out to pull down her top and reveal one of her tits but she stopped me. “Not quite yet” is all she said and smiled. I sat her down on the sofa and took a few pics of her cleavage she was loving the attention. She kept adjusting her top to show what she wanted when she was done all she said was “your turn” Anything I want then I asked. The same was true for mommy. Her gaze was focused on Helenand I could already sense some electricity in the room.I went to the kitchen, prepared dinner, set the table and informed Helenand mommy that their meal was prepared. While they ate I made sure thattheir glasses were topped up. After they were finished and retired to theliving room I filled an ice bucket, opened a new bottle of white wine andset it before them on the coffee table."Finish up the cleaning and make sure the table is wiped.