Rachael thought to herself.The other tourist said, "I heard his old beachside mansion, the now historic inn/bed-and-breakfast, is haunted. But I don't...know that for sure."After a very interesting visit to the pirate museum, Rachael did a little shopping before going to the beach. She changed from her lime green camisole and white shorts and into her new brown and turquoise one-piece halter swimsuit. She also had a turquoise and silver necklace on her neck, a brown wide-brimmed hat on her head,. “But once Chris gets a notion in his head, he is simply incapable of letting it go. Every time we made love he was whispering in my ear, telling me what it would be like in the most explicit terms, cajoling me, begging me. Had I ever fantasized about being with a girl? Didn’t I want to know what it might be like? At first, I tried to shush him. I said I wasn’t interested. That he was making me angry. But he kept on, night after night. And it made him so passionate, so vigorous, that after. I moved down and straddled him placing the tip of his huge member at the entrance on my creamy pussy. I wasn't sure how well I would be able to take it do his size, but I was going to try to take it all. I lowered myself down gently to get used to the size. I could feel it stretching me more and more with every inch I took. I kept taking it little by little until he completely bottomed out hitting my cervix. I picked up the pace as I got used to his size and was moaning uncontrollably as. Looking back I guess it might have looked ridiculous, a naked man with a raging hardon shaking hands with a biker in the middle of a sex shop. He shook my hand and then pulled me to him, kissing me gentley on the mouth. His beard was scratchy, but his kiss was every bit as gentle as a womans first nervous kiss. After a moment my lips parted and his tongue found mine.Then his hand found my cock and started to slowwly rub it, softly playing with it. My breathing quickened, and his kisses got.