I watch as a small river of my come follows the withdrawal of my cock and trickles down your thighs. You rise from your hands and knees, turn and knee... before me. You take my now limp and spent cock in your hand, and eye it approvingly. Looking up at me, you guide my cock into your mouth, and bathe it once again with your lips and tongue. I can tell your purpose is not to rouse me again, but to feast on our mutual spendings. You greedily, but slowly, lick, suck and swallow your pussy’s. Oh, he’s so strong she thought, this big beautiful man is destroying my little pussy with his fuck meat. Oh, how good his powerful thrusts feel! Relieving her of some of his weight, he lifted onto his palms and hungrily watched her tits wildly bounced before him. With his torso lifted above her, Jonna got a wonderful view of his cock savagely propelling in and out of her honey pot. Jonna moaned in pleasure as she felt him once again lower his solid body onto hers. She then wrapped her arms. "Get yourselves ready," Diane ordered, as she climbed onto the bed, on all fours. I could smell her readiness, and, now hard enough, I took her from behind. Someone's cock was gently trying to enter my virgin hole, but with no success, and my own erection deflated. It clearly was not working."Let's try this another way."The next few minutes were spent lubricating my anus, fingering it, relaxing it, and generally making it more amenable. I knelt on the bed, and slowly, gently and carefully,. I glimpsed her swimming strongly in the turquoise water – oblivious to her fate. I started to laugh… it was hard to stop. I trudged up the sandy slipway and home. We didn’t live that far from the shore, about a third of a mile and a ten minute walk perhaps but, it would seem a tad longer for Lynn than normal. About forty minutes later I was home having put the joint in the oven and tidied away the gear from the beach. I was on the sofa in the lounge skimming through: ‘Men are from Mars, Women.