There's something about hot sticky sperm splashing around my lips that I've always loved. I remembered Billy had insisted on leaving the car door open...because he claimed he was hot. Of course that also left the dome light on, which made it easy for someone to make a video from the safety of the nearby bushes. The realization that I'd been used by Billy and somebody else so that they could sell the video to a website called Cuntsincars.com made me sick to my stomach.Uncle Mitch pushed my head. But she had wonderful memories of visiting her grandparents here, as they had lived here for many years until they both retired to Arizona. She remembered many nights sitting out here with her Gramps. As a painter, he had loved to sit and paint the ever-changing landscape of the ocean. They had a private beach, but they had always let all the families and neighborhood kids come in and frolic in the sand. It had been a bittersweet day when their only child – their wonderful daughter — had died. He turn her in his embrace and soaped her back reaching around to cup and hold her breast, taking care to gently rub her nipples that poked out prominently like two pencil erasers. She leaned her head back and he nuzzled the nape of her neck then worked his tongue in and out of her ear. I could see he was fully erect again standing proud and swollen. In all of our encounters with us he’d always proven himself to be tremendously virile. Considering his being ten years our junior I suppose that. It's all natural and good."He hugged me close and I relaxed. We were both naked in the soft lightand smelt so clean.He began to kiss me, my head swam as his tongue parted my lips. I beganto fall down the slippy slope. I tried to break away feebly as I feltlusty fog fill my mind. His hands slip up my chest and cupped one of myfemale breasts. I kissed back hard.Time began to slow down and I felt myself being pushed back onto thesoftness of the bed. 10 mins later I realised that it was too late.