I wasn’t able to keep Charles in my mouth as I was breathing heavier and moaning too much. Charles stepped back to watch as I came from his father f...cking my ass. “good girl” said Eric as he slowed his humping after my orgasm. “you know you have to treat her as your loving wife,” he said to Charles, “but I get to treat her as my cum dump.” He pulled out of me slowly. He spun me around and laid me on my back and shoved his cock roughly into my pussy. He started fucking me hard and I spread my. I took off my work clothes and was soon naked. I pulled the panties on, but my cock stuck out of the elasticated top. I think the feeling of the nylon on my balls made it poke up higher. I then shimmied the hold-ups up my legs until the rubbery tops gripped my inner thighs. I couldn't resist looking in the wardrobe mirror at my nylon clad legs. I pulled the panties up and the gusset went into my bum crack separating the hemispheres of my pink arse. My cock was pulling the panties tighter and I. As much as she had going on in her life, it felt like all the stress was washing away as the water receded back out to sea. Each wave washing more and more stress away. She glanced at her phone, it was still early but she was getting alittle hungry. She continued walking the beach for another half hour before, finally deciding to head back up to the car. The room had a mini fridge and a stove, so she figured she'd make blueberry pancakes since she'd mentioned it when they talked about him. Sliding my hands up her washboard stomach to knead the firmness of her small breasts, feeling her nipples stiffen like hard little pebbles before I'd suckle and bite and chew them until they became red and raw. Miss Squires liked that, being bitten, and I'd nursed on her tits so many times. My pussy quivered at the thoughts rushing through my little brain, wishing I could cum, just once that night, just a little one to keep me sane.Miss Squires crawled on the desk, knocking off those few things.