I'd known who they were of course, because they were very out going and everyone saw them around school. It was in Freshman English that I found mysel... teamed up on a project with Karen. For some reason we hit it off right away and before I knew what I'd agreed to, I was going to the beach with "the gang" that weekend.I live in San Diego and the beach is only a few miles away from my house, but you could count on one hand the amount of times I'd actually been. Well, I was really nervous about. We country girls have ways of seeing to our needs also, and can do that quite well thank you.One of our country girl needs is to keep down the level of sexual stress to a point where we can function otherwise. Of course, there are lots of ways to do that and we usually find them and that's what this little story is about, how I found mine.I suppose I was like most girls in discovering the exquisite pleasures my clitty could provide. My fingers and those of my brother had informed me of that. She dropped her head to the bed and screamed in delight as she came. I licked up all the juices I could. Standing, I entered her sexy juicy pussy and increased her pleasure. Bridget reached back and played with both my balls, shaft and herself. She came again, this time I shot a load into that sexy hot red pussy. I collapsed on her back. It was an intense few minutes of action. We move and got onto the bed holding each other face to face on our sides. I move the sheet to cover us. We fell. First with light touches then more firmly over time. At one point, I again wandered to her little puckered hole and circled it. She once again pushed back against me and I obliged by pressing my finger firmly against it but not penetrating.“Such a little slut,” I playfully hissed into her ear. She did not reply as the panties were still lodged in her mouth. She did continue to lowly moan.It was about this time that I looked up. Justine was caught, or maybe a better way to put it was that I.