It was a great day, so by her suggestion we decided to go to the beach and at least stand in the water which was a little rough( well this would pass ...he time)We entered the warm water and it was lovely, sun shining slight breeze real nice.M who was a well built perhaps on the chubby side, long stood around 5'6", breast size already around "c" cup, her hair long and black down to her waist, her complextion dark European.She only had a very old pair of one piece bathers tied with one strap. I sat in a wet spot, naked, my dick hanging. I went to the kitchen and got some food. It had been a long 24 hours, and just as I was finishing my sandwich, the phone rang. I answered, and then, I heard his voice on the other line. He called. I was answering, not her. “I know this is going to sound bad, but I got a girls number last night and didn’t get her name. Is there someone there…” and he described her down to a t. “She’s not here right now.”“Oh, well who is this? When will she be back?. Then I asked her, if she wish, to bring down the middle berth, so that we can sit comfortably.She agreed happily. Then we sat & started talking. She said that they came to some relatives place & doing some puja with some baba with her mother & going back to MP. They will change the train at Nagpur. She said she is away from her husband for about a month now. By saying these, she smiled differently.Then she asked about me. I told her that I am single & going to my parents place. She said she is. Accept yours feels like it might be even tighter and wetter than your mother's was. She used to fuck every man in the building two and three at a time." The answer to Millie's question made her feel like her stomach was going to heave right out through her open, drooling mouth."You used to sit in the corner of your father's office, naked, and play with your dolls while your daddy jerked off and watched his wife getting gang fucked by every man and boy in the building. Millie felt like her head.