The wind had whipped up the waves today, making the Gulf rougher than usual. Although I had grown up on the beach, even the occasional strong wave kno...ked me over. On our second trip into the ocean a wave had hit me so hard that my breasts had popped out of the top of my suit. Before I could think, I had the choice of either not drowning or not flashing anyone. I chose life over modesty, but now I was re-thinking my decision.She finally got to the top of the stairs and leaned against the. Perfection. ‘Good girl.’ The words echoed off the sides of her mind. Bounced for an eternity from neuron to neuron. How many times had she heard those words? Had many times had her Nana praised her for being her ‘good little girl?’ When she sat so still in church. When she sat her peas. Even when she just waited patiently for her to finish her doll’s dress. She placed the final stitch that would hold the bow in place. She knew that it would not last forever. Would not hold through all time.. Our guide then took to telling us about the local myths about some stream which had magical properties. Everyone oohed and ahhed and wanted to go there. It was not that far from the inn, but there was nobody there when we finally reached the famous place. The other couples remarked that it was nothing special and nearly turned around immediately. However I was taken by the reflection of moon on the stream and light-headed due to the wine. Steffan seemed to feel the same way too as he went. Her small rosebud appeared and I poured the some lube on my finger and inserted slowly and gently into her rectum. I inserted one and then two fingers into her anus. I could tell she really enjoyed anal stimulation as my fingers went in and out of her anus. Then I withdrew and put my mouth deep into her ass. I began by flicking my tongue around her sensitive rosebud. Jane just purred like a kitten as I inserted as much of my tongue into her anus as I could. I tongue fucked her time and it was.