But it wasn't his finger. He was holding her cheeks. The thing pushed hard against her rectum. It was big. "My boss," whispered Johnson. "Treat him as...well as me and you're home free." It hurts," gasped Kim as her rectum stretched open. She pictured another black man standing behind her. He was as handsome as agent Johnson with a fit muscular body and a huge cock. Her pussy quivered with lust.Sweat glistened on Deon's quivering flesh as he pushed his fat cock deep inside Kim's ass."Got you,. She was tracing the outline of her very moist pussy with her finger and occasionally dipping a quick finger or two into her hot cunt then rolling the same now slippery fingers around and around her clit. She would throw her head back occasionally as she must have hit her most sensitive of erogenous zones and was moaning softly as she watched the show in the other corner.The scene was like a dream. A wet dream, but a dream nonetheless because I never in a million years thought I would be. But before, we had to walk along the beach to the exit. I took the opportunity to take some pictures of my boyfriend naked walking in between other people. But I realized that at this moment there were more people at the beach that in the morning and many of them were clothed, not in bikinis or trunks but in street clothes. This make me felt a little bit uncomfortable. One thing is people in the beach wearing bikinis or trunks, but wearing street clothes I think should be forbidden at least. Maria said to CC, “Let’s go someplace where we can be more private. We have blankets and we can go sit on the beach, watch the ocean, chat and get to know each other more intimately.” Karen and I went to our car while Maria and CC went to CC’s car. We drove to an area that has cliffs overlooking the waves. At the base of the cliffs was a small secluded beach. We climbed down to the sand and put the blanket down. Karen and I took off our shoes and went for a walk down the short beach seeking.