He grabbed my head kissing me deeper and harder. But I knew Max’s game. He wanted me to stay in bed and fuck around some more.“Keep it together, f...dge packer. I got a date and you better make me look good. Now grab your shorts and help me.”He groaned, shaking his hard cock at me. “Fine cock sucker, let’s get you ready for your fucking date.” He reached out and picked up his box briefs he had tossed on the floor. Using them to first wipe the extra cum off my butt and face, Max slipped them back. She would nod and keep walking, but never answer.Then, one morning, when I stepped out onto my patio, something felt different. The day was different, or the air, or the sun, or the sea. I couldn’t tell what it was, or how I knew, but I knew…something…was going to happen that day.Then I saw her walking up the beach. It was early for her, which surprised me. And she looked as if she was walking straight towards me, not parallel to the shore, as if the sea no longer held her captive.When she was. My fingers were encouraged by the lady's hand until two of them made an entrance and were completely enclosed in the hot, moist tissue. The little protuberance which all women have within the orifice, and which is the principal seat of sensation, was in her remarkably developed. It was as large as the end of my little finger. I played with it and squeezed it and plunged my fingers past it again and again; she manifested her pleasure by kissing me on the neck, where she had hidden her face. When. Next thing I know I have a nice big erection, so I pulled my cock out and started walking by the dinning room window with my rock hard cock hanging out. It was at this time that I noticed she was now talking on the phone, but that didn't bother me. She had sunglasses on, so I couldnt see what she was looking at, but I was hoping she would get a glance of my cock. I then put my cock away quick and walked outside for a closer look, I walked to the garage and acted like I was getting a tool or.