He waved a hand and she waved back, like old friends reuniting. He was rather dressed up himself, sharkskin and a tie; a bit of effort he’d seldom p...t in since his single years.“You’re here,” she said. “I really didn’t know what to expect.”“Sit down,” he said. It was not a request or question, but he did get the chair for her. They stared at each other for a bit, evaluating the ramparts, seeing if any weak points were evident. The remnants of the teacher-student relationship were prominent, and. That was my old lover,a gay man who loved me & who I let fuck & suck me when I was 16. I remember telling Lynda about him & was surprised when she said it didn't bother her,in fact she got turned on by two men having sex & often wished she could meet a gay couple to watch them having a fuck. I think the excitement got to me because I offered to have a man with her watching if the occasion happened. It did, a few days later, I was on a bus when I met Brian,& as we talked he told me he was gay &. Not just tease him. He wanted release, to cum, and quickly. But she wanted to edge him just short of it. For a good while, she ‘tortured’ him with gentleness. Then, without warning she sat up and climbed on the bed, and then on her knees, straddling his groin as she did so. She faced him, upright, and hovered her pussy over his cock tip, together touching. She was in no need of his penile lubrication as she was drenched with her own anticipation juices. Holding Harry’s cock, Sally lowered. "They'll be asking where you were and where I was. Just tell them we went for a walk up the beach and we lost track of time. No one needs to know what really happened. Your reputations are at stake. Keep to your story."I thought it would be better for the girls if no one knew they were on a nude beach, drinking beer, and almost raped. It would also be a lot better for me it the entire incident went under the radar.I managed to make it back to my room without attracting too much attention. I.