"Yes! Fuck, fuck fuck!" Sentences were beyond her. She hadn't ever experienced a feeling like this. Such pure pleasure. So caught in the moment. So or...anic. Linked to the natural world in a new and profound way. She, him and the sea. The sun on her skin. She felt so alive. This moment was so perfect. So so perfect. They sat there holding each other. Kissing, talking and laughing as the sea ebbed and flowed around them. Neither wanted to let go. Dylan wanted this to last forever. His thoughts. She once wore a thong bikini bottom to a beach to the great satisfaction of all the men who sat around us in the sand and to the frustration of their wives. She even wore a semi see-through top to a club once without a bra. It was hard to see her breasts in the dark lighting on the dance floor but she spent a good amount of time near the bar where it was better lit. As you could expect, she got several free drinks from the other patrons. During each of these experiences, Lisa became dripping. He loosened his tie a bit as he cleared his throat, then turned his attention to the computer monitor in front of him. I walked over to the other side of the copy machine and bent over to reload the tray, knowing that the high slit in my narrow pencil skirt would show just a hint of ass cheeks, and my 4 inch work heels did amazing things to my calves, currently on display for him. He stood abruptly from his seat. "Jewel, I need to see you in the conference room. NOW!" he demanded as he walked. Wanting to get it over as quick as possible she began to pump and suck as fast as she could. Just as she thought he would cum he pulled her head down to the ground by her hair and said, "On your hands and knees doggie style."Still gripping her ponytail he mounted Debbie from the rear. His narrow cock, now at its full length, easily entered her moist cunt. Debbie's head was bent back fully by her hair as he pulled it with each stroke. When the wino was ready to cum he slipped out of Debbie's.