"I'm cold." she proclaimed, as she rolled over and tucked her leg up over mine, pressing her venus hard up against my thigh and running a hand over my...chest. Despite the warm summer, the beach was practically deserted at this time of the day. "We'll head back soon", I said, as the sudden bout of intimacy got the best of me and I ran my hand down her back, following the contours of her small firm ass down to her pussy. She responded by sliding her hands down my pants and wrapping her fingers. Main: Kaha kaha mann karta hai tumhara?Swati: Woh to mood pe depend karta hai. Achcha choro aap mujhe apni fantasy batao kuch.Main: Fantasy?Swati: Haan fantasy.Meri English itni achi nahi ki fantasy kya hai main samjhu to poocha: Woh kya hota hai?Swati: Oho! Sex fantasy idiot.Main: Sex samjha par fantasy matlab kya woh poocha.Swati: Fantasy matlab, ab kaise samjhaun. Matlab kuch aisa jo aap karna chahte ho sex mein.Main apna matha khujlate hue bola: Yaar kya pooch rahi ho theek se nahi samjha. I heard laughter and the room was thick with cigarette smoke. Suddenly the legs got up and walked toward me. In my prone position on the floor I looked up and Trina was standing over me with a tall, muscular, beautiful black woman. Both were wearing Full siny black latex catsuits. Both had their long hair piled elegantly high atop their heads. Trina's nails had been done and were at least 6 inches long and painted blue. The black woman had 3 inch nails of the same color. Trina was smoking her. A big sign with the specific rules du jour was posted before the yellow line. The rules were:▸ No clothing or body cover of any kind allowed within the town limits during the designated day(s) listed above. The only exceptions are:● -Low rise shoes;● -Two narrow chains on wrists, ankles, neck or waist.● -Rings or small body piercings.● -One narrow, snug belt on which you may attach one small satchel no wider than your thigh and hung at your side.● Any food placed on your body must be removed.