The cool evening air kissed her damp pussy. Her hand crept between her legs and she dipped her fingers into the wet crease. Soaked, sticky, moist. She...could smell her own arousal.“Go on Kim”“He pulls my panties down to my knees and orders me to open my legs. He tells me he wants to see my cunt as he spanks me, that he wants to see if its making me wet”“Is it Kim? Is the spanking making you cunt wet? Are you wet now telling me about it? Are you fingers wet now while you’re rubbing you clit?”“God. Bodies milled about, some with bottles in hand, covered with cloaks. Others, preferring body heat, snuggled together on blankets. As the flames curled up into the night, I saw his eyes watching me, considering. We hadn’t spent any time together that day, and the night before had been so late when he arrived, that there hadn’t been much chance of anything. We had been lovers before this, or perhaps, friends with benefits, nothing too serious. The firelight made his features appear otherworldly,. Following it I also noticed the shine from the golden sunlightcoming through the window straight off his well toned,tanned,youngsurfer legs which were bronzed an tort from surfing and skateboardingso much.By then I must have stopped walking because I found myselfstaring at the tanned borderline of his leg and the place his boxershorts were meant to be covering,which I didn't know at the time butwas all he had on (lucky for me).He must of had a restless sleepthinking about the waves and girls we. I pull back, spread her lips apart with my fingers, and dart my tongue again in circles around her lips. I slide a finger into her tight hole, and continue to explore with my tongue. I start to finger her faster, my tongue wiggling about at the same time. She starts to buck her hips, and she grabs my hair, “Please don’t stop. I’m cumming.” Her legs begin to shutter and twitch as her first wave of orgasms hit. I feel her pussy pulsating under my tongue and internally.