Closing my eyes now, I raised my arms above my head, soft cotton plastered to me– exaggerating the contrast between my trim waist and the soft swell...of swaying hips. Rain trickled down my neck, sliding between my breasts, caressing down my navel, balmy water droplets landing on my inner thigh. Thunder hummed along the deserted beach echoing back to me. Picking up the champagne bottle I made my way back to the suite. Dusting as much sand off me as possible, I stepped into the room catching a. Joe followed her movements, keeping himself buried deep in my wife.My wife groaned deep in her throat. Her virgin ass must be exploding in pain, her dildo'd cunt shooting pleasure at the same time. My wife's fingers reached back and began playing with her clit. With her other hand she began jacking Will's dick furiously. Joe leaned forward and began groping my wife's tits. He pulled and squeezed them, adding to my wife's pleasure while slowly stirring his cock in her ass.In no time at all, my. Her pussy lips were swollen as the fingers thrust away at her squelching quim. Becky had placed her hands under her tits and softly massaging her newly pierced nipples. Bob continued thrusting his fingers into Becky’s cunt as she let out a glorious deep throaty moan.“Oh fuck I’m coming! I’m coming!” she almost squealed.A shower of clear liquid gushed from Becky’s opening. Spurt after spurt of clear liquid burst from Becky’s Pussy. She was panting violently urging Bob to keep pushing his fingers. They were instructed to give each one a simple string necklace laced with two clothes pins and a laminated tag printed with my blog information on it (growing my audience is the only way I can continue to bring you fun stories like this one.)The girls who showed up without having RSVPed were verbally reprimanded at the door for their lack of following directions and then handed a necklace and admitted as well.Dressed in my testosterone threaded original flight suit, I was pleased and somewhat.