Nada. It was the weekend and since I busted my ass working I decided to check out the beaches. Not far from me was Robert Moses state beach...clothi...g optional. So the night before I headed to walmarts picked up a cheap beach chair, umbrella with sides and sunscreen. I headed to the beach and followed the direction to the nude area. When I crested the dunes, it was packed with bodies....fuck. I walked west on the beach till I found a large open area, that was private yet I could still see. I let my mouth fill with saliva then let it drip out of my lips onto the tip of my cock making it shiny and wet. I could hear the sloppy squelch as my foreskin spread the saliva all over my cock.The door to the rest room suddenly clicked open. My heart stopped and my hand stopped. I was stood there with a throbbing wet hard-on and stared directly ahead. The guy who had just entered came and stood right next to me and unbuckled his belt. I stole a sideways glance and saw what he looked like. He. He couldn’t even remember where he was. How he got here. Anything. There was just the here and now, the warm body of the beautiful girl resting against him, purring with contentment, her breath softly warming his neck in a slow rhythmic pant. Each sensation was playing as if it was dialed to 11, but not in a bad way. It was all here, all part of the wonderful pageant of being here, with her.She settled her warm, supple body downwards a bit, and he could feel the contact with her feminine. C o m ). Prompt erhielten wir ein paar Zuschriften, aber es war kein einziger Schwarzer dabei und so gaben wir schon fast auf. Aber nach über 2 Wochen meldete sich doch noch ein relativ junger Typ, der wirklich unseren Vorstellungen entsprach. Er war aus Ghana und machte auf den Photos, die er uns mailte, einen sympathischen Eindruck auf uns. Wir vereinbarten einen Treffpunkt. Am besagten Tag waren meine Frau und ich aufgeregt wie kleine Kinder und waren pünktlich im vereinbarten Cafe. Wir.