."I did whatever Peter, the photographer, told me to do, but I really wanted to finish my sand castle and I kept going back to it. I had a small pink ...ucket and a little blue shovel. I was making a tower and pausing every now and again to give the camera my best come-fuck-me look. I'd arch my back and push out my breasts, covering my nipples with one arm and then the other. I let Rita move my hair, arranging it to clothe my tits long enough for a quick flurry of shots, and then the breeze would. Her eyes flew open as she dug her nails in my bare shoulders. The pain was intense but the pleasure of biting on her nipple was even more intense so I grabbed her neck with one hand and the other one came forward and started twisting her wet nipple in my fingers. Now she was getting wild with the abuse on both her nipples and she tried to get up but as I was holding her neck from behind, she couldn’t move but just kept grinding her jeans covered pussy on my jeans covered dick. After just a few. “Hey Jess.” I smile and reach out to place the rose behind her ear, the petals just reaching out beyond her long main of red hair. Her brown eyes sparkled in delight at the gesture. “Ready for our date?” “What woman wouldn’t be ready for a night on the town with you stud?” She smiled back and took my outstretched arm in hers as I escorted her to my car. Being a man of chivalry, though sometimes forgetful of it, I opened every door there was to open and pulled out any chair she was to sit. We. Alexis, looking uncomfortable for the first time this evening, made sure to sit on the far end of the couch from me, keeping Jasmine in the middle. As the game fired up and we started playing, I was quickly coming last; my mind racing with what to do. My plan for tonight - steadily use my ability every time I came into contact with Alexis, was now shot. I knew I had been making real progress, she had been responding to me, even if only subtly. I knew I could always fall back on a large pulse to.