She had just cum, and already she felt herself creaming again. He drank it all happily, fucking her ass with his finger and her pussy with his hot to...gue.Finally she pushed him weakly away, spent for the moment. He crawled up beside her and kissed her, letting her taste her own juices. At any other time, she might have recoiled from his sticky face, but now she kissed him eagerly, delighted by her own flavor on his lips and tongue. “I love you,” he whispered again.“But…we’re cousins,” she. ” I went next door and fetched the pile of book size diary`s, she fetched the deck chairs and we settled with a pot of coffee to read my late wife`s innermost secrets, We divided them up the later ones nearer the time we wanted so we sorted out and took one each, soon finding bits that were relevant or perhaps just particularly fruity, reading them to one another as the motorway hummed its noise above us as we sat, reading the pornographic out pouring`s of a sex-mad masochistic mind! “If we. He reached his hand into his tight black briefs. Clair realised her hands had actually wandered to the edge of her towel, her fingers pressed against her pussy in anticipation. He looked like he was just going to pull it out and then just slipped his hand out again ‘Haha did you really think I was going to? You’ve got a boyfriend’. ‘Who isn’t here right now and has left a horny girlfriend to look after herself. If you’re not going to get it out, I guess I will.’ and with that she dropped to her. Once there, he again stood as still as a statue with his head up awaiting the starting signal. When it came, he was off like a shot and began to take the jumps perfectly. There were oohs and aahs from the audience as he cleared each jump with apparently feet to spare. When he completed his jumps, the time was announced to the stunned amazement of the crowd. Satan had set a new record for the show, having completed the circuit with no faults fifteen seconds faster than the previous record.Again.