I need to go to Chesapeake anyway.”They stayed off shore ... the offshore islands are forever moving. Sand is washed out in storms and washed back i... by the tides and longshore currents. In extreme cases ships have sheltered behind an offshore sand bank and found the inlet silted in when they wanted to leave. Some of those ships are still there.Even so ... they stayed close enough inshore to see the hotels of the islands.Nature is at work there. The islands are objecting to the buildup. Sand. Before Rob, I'd never watched any old films, but he loved Cagney, Grant, and Chaplin. He called them the big three. So we watched The Philadelphia Story. Rob had his arm around me, and I let him play with my breast during the film. As it wound down, I stroked his cock until his jeans permanently bulged. His breathing grew more ragged, and the moment the film ended I leaned over and unbuckled his belt so I could get at him. I pulled down his briefs and his dick whipped out, slapping me in the. Itwasn’t long before Jake too pulled out of her ass and forced her mouthonto his cock before emptying his balls into her mouth.Susie swallowed the last of Jake’s cum and without being told turnedback around and once again pushed her pussy onto the plastic cock. Thefeel of the cock in her mouth, the pleasant soreness in her ass and thecum still coating her tongue helped her to reach yet another orgasmwhich did nothing to slow down her pace.Once again Jake and Kerry sat amazed while Susie kept on. I feel your barrel chest. Your hands on my back holding me upright and keeping me close.You tilt your head and lean forward aiming your mouth towards mine. I open my mouth. Your face pushes my hair back into my face as your lips meet mine. Our tongues both slide forward as we start kissing. My hair is in your face. I place my right hand on your left bicep. The feeling of your tongue in my mouth makes me try and push my tongue deeper into yours. Our lips dragging against each other. My pulse.