A quick glance at my console let me know that the outside temperature was in the high seventies. Things were beginning to look up. I drove slowly thro...gh the center of town and noticed an array of signs that directed visitors to historic old buildings and homes. I made a mental note to check them out, once I had established a base of operations.The city was located along a river that continued out into the ocean. A nice waterfront park and marina stood at the base of a lift bridge that spanned. Of being vulnerable. Of being vulgar and primal and profane. And lately I’d been spending all my off time trying to feel this way. I’d been naked for a heck of a lot longer than this before too, in a lot colder and more public places than this one, and I’d felt nothing but gleefully alive in those moments. But that was a long time ago. I was a lot younger then and just now it sure felt good to put on some clothes. The problem was, I hadn’t tasted the bliss of subjugation in a really long time. Slightly more went into her pussy the juices of her orgasms and the slime of his cock gathered at their joining and dripped from her pussy and his hot cock as ever so slightly it slipped into her again. Her pussy being absolutely forced to stretch to unimaginable size the heat of the tip getting there first and turning that part of her pussy into a fiery hot absorption to make it do what the “Beast” wanted! As more slipped up into her now a good 3 or 4inches had forced its way into her pussy.. Her shoulder length dark hair flowed in the slight breeze and her big dark eyes widened as she saw me on the lounger, her tits were larger than her body type but were firmly enclosed in the tightness of the top of her dress however as she got closer it became obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra, do surgery receptionists really dress like this?“Hello sir, how are you feeling?” she asked as she stood next to me looking down at my tatty old boxers which in all honesty only just covered my limp cock.