There was no way to conceal her corpulence, though. She opted for a skirt and sweatshirt, just as she'd worn the night before, as she thought it'd be ...he easier to pull off. Ever the optimist. She carried her make-up and things in a canvas bag she slung over her shoulder. Her sweatshirt misleadingly advertised Columbia University, although she'd never been to university and she'd never even been to the States. "Upstairs is he?" Yeah. Top floor. Seeya!" He disappeared back through the door he'd. As his fingers tickled my bare back, I felt so turned on and began responding to his kiss more excitedly. He cupped my bare boobs in his hands and got mad at my hard and round nipples and bit and sucked them hard. I loved the pain and the pleasure. While still sucking my tits, he slipped his hand into my skirt and into my panty and inserted his finger into my pussy. He was excited as my hole was moist and he licked his finger. How I loved him fingering me, rubbing my pussy lips and inserting. I have no idea why she was so hostile to me, after all I was no threat to her. I liked the idea of Chris having friends and the thought that Sharon was lesbian didn't worry me in the least. I finished my lunch and went back out. I found myself in the car park of the nudist beach. I hadn't actually intended on going back there. My pass was for all day so I didn't need to go back to the office. I parked up and while I was getting my stuff out of the boot I saw two lads hanging about. I wasn't. She felt the tip of his cock against her pussy, then with a lunge she shoved it completely into her. “God, god, god, yes!” she mumbled. Then she kissed him open-mouthed. It had always turned her on to taste her sex on Mel’s face, and it did the same as she sucked her own pussy-juice off Sam’s lips. It felt so good to finally have a cock inside her - one that she could feel - as Sam drove repeatedly into her cunt. When she finally reached her climax she came with a scream. Then she screamed.