Her fingers get lost amongst her skirting. Pulling up the tight hemline; near apologetic at her own behaviour, her own desire, her own need. The slith...rs of pain across her chest insufficient. Humdrum skirting bunching about her waist, its dreary charcoal fabric infused with the scent of her embarrassment as her fingers spread her sopping labia and tease their way along the chaste channel of her discarded slit. Her clit stands proud and attentive, eager for her touch, her caress, her. In the end I had to ask the inevitable questions: was he bigger and better than me. She giggled and said yes on both counts, she also added he was more of a stayer and when he came he really filled the condom every time - unlike me.She crossed her legs and pulled her skirt up showing me she wasn't wearing any panties. I knelt there looking at the curve of her bum and the sensuous sweep of her thighs to the tops of her stockings. I gazed at the length of her lovely legs and got my cock out to. As I’m also the big fan of ISS erotic story aap nai mere pehlai ki ek story parhi hogi karayedarni ki chdai so main ek or story kai sath hazir hoon yeh story mere sis ki dost ki hai jis ladki ki kahani mai sunane ja raha hu uska name areeba hai jo dekhne me itni sundar hai ki usko dekhne ke baad mera man hamesa hi usko chodnai kai lye tarap uthta tha . Yeh kahani hai tu aaj sai 1 saal pehlai ki hai. Mai us din ghar per akela tha kyoki meri ghar walai us din subah me mamo kai chalai gae thai bcz. We make our way through a winding path between the black and white trunks and see the beach stretching out in front of us. We're not alone there, but it's only a dozen or so other people, that have found the place as well. I choose a spot directly under a birch's branches, still on the sand. I feel it hot under my bare feet, it's been soaking up the sun's heat all day. I spread the towels next to each other, creating a square to lay on. “Fancy a drink?”I open the icebox and pull out two ciders..