“No, its okay…do it” she whispered. I didn’t want to hurt her though, so I slid one finger back inside of her. I wanted to feel that pressure...though. I wanted to feel the tightness of her on my fingers. Again I placed the pair at the center of her hole. I leaned down and kissed her again, hard and ravenous, biting and sucking on her lips, and as she moaned I shoved my fingers inside of her. It was so wet that they slid in without catching, but it was tight and the pressure on my fingers. If Jean knew what I had done she would be angry, her greatest fear was that she would meet somebody she knew while she was sunbathing topless or worse, with nothing on.When we returned from the trip Stu and Caroline were sitting outside the hotel having a beer. They asked us about our day and told us that they had a found a beach several kilometres south of Makarska called Nugal beach. Stu returned the camera and that evening I transferred the pictures to the Kindle. Evidently Stu and Caroline. ..a guilt relief maybeand he help it back in then out, making me look at his long black cock, sliding back between my lipse''yes like that boy, i like it, you are good, let me have fun in your mouth''sliding out taking a deep breath before it was back fucking my mouth slowly and wetsit on the bus stop bench , mouth open for him. having my first taste of a cock by a older black dudei was not thinking of the bus until he push me telling me the bus was herei followed him in the back. only 5 ppl in. So they ran away and that's when I came into the picture. They didn't care where I was going just as long as it wasn't here.I don't believe in fate or any of that type of stuff, but this scenario really stretched the laws of coincidence. I mean a girl in trouble with the same name as my late wife. She and her sister were left alone when their mother was killed in a car crash, just like my wife. I had goose bumps the size of golf balls. I stared at the girls as they ate their dinner. Finally I.