We lived in California, but not towards the beach though. We contacted a friend that had a place out there and asked if we could sublet it while she w...s gone. She was more than happy to let us. Anyway, we packed up a weeks worth of stuff and went out there. It was way nicer than what we could actually afford out there. It had a great view, and a million other things too."You can actually see the beach from here," I said looking out the window.Max saw for himself, and in no time at all, we both. When I finally came she stayed on top slowly rocking back and forth as I unloaded my cum deep inside her. When I went soft she moved off of me and thanked me ,got dressed and said she had to get home.With a child and husband at home I understood and thanked her as well. We agreed to meet again the next week again giving me a kiss before walking out the door. The following week we met again in my hotel room as planned for another great fuck session. This time though before we began she laid. Angela’s husband was a TV executive and he was in New York on business. Like always, when the cat was away, Angela was ready for play. Angela’s play always involved multiple orgasms for them both and lots of cum for Angela to swallow. She had often told Tracey she felt freer with her, more in control of her sexuality. She teased Tracey while sucking her rod by saying that if Tracey had her husband’s money, she would have run off with her in an instant. She approached the driveway to Angela’s. Natalie could feel each pulse, transmitted through the tender flesh of her clutching anus. Her own beating heart responded in kind, sending rapid shudders of pleasurable contractions along her anal tract that pulsed into Roscoe’s prick. Victorious, Roscoe pushed, sinking nearly half his cock into Natalie’s tight little ass. She sobbed, tears streaming down her cheeks, but it was unclear even to her if the emotional outburst came from pain, shame, or the fulfillment of every girl’s natural.