I want to wrap my legs around you...lift them over your shoulders...guid your hands to my breasts...get down on my knees for you. I can't wait to tast... your tartar skin. I close my eyes and I can see you spreading my legs, your head lowering between my thighs, your breath on my privates. I moan before anything even happens...just from anticipation. I shiver before anything happens...from anticipation. As I feel your lips reach my pussy... the world around me stop existing. It's spinning. Sections popping bottles with groups of women around them. As broke college students we wanted to be them, we wanted the money, the jewelry and the women. It’s difficult to pull women in a club full of professional athletes flashing money. We pay our $10 cover charge and head inside the club, without even discussing it, we headed straight to the bar. Sometimes I drink beer and sometimes I drink liquor, tonight I felt like drinking liquor and ordered my usual captain and coke mix. The next step. He was worried he would release it inside her, and so he hurriedly tried to move his cock outside. But it was too late. Juices started flowing out, and some initial drops fell inside her asshole as well.Then he removed his cock entirely, and the rest of his juices shot out onto the bedsheet. He noticed that it looked different than urine. It was thick and white. It felt new to him, and he was convinced that it was something else. He was relaxed now but continued to feel her breasts slowly from. Perhaps the extreme heat and the extreme cold had confused her brain and disoriented her? Whatever the reason she allowed herself to be walked away towards the beach for her private massage. Oka gave them directions. “There is a private tented cabana over towards the end of the beach. Completely secluded. All the necessary oils and towels are there. Have fun. Thanks for raising money for the charity.” Emilia was grinning the grin of a Cheshire cat as her hips swayed and the soft sand squeezed.