She sucked. My cunt clenched down on Samantha’s girl-dick. I slid up her cock while my arms wrapped around Rosario’s head. I held her to my nipple... loving her naughty tongue dancing around my nub.The pleasure flowed through me. My pussy clung to Samantha’s cock as I rode her. She moaned into her girlfriend’s pussy who groaned around my aching nub. It was so hot and exciting. Passion moaned around us.The vibrator’s wet tip slid down my side, the buzzing tip massaging my skin. It reached behind. Then of course it was the New Years parties. I went to one of the drink houses that catered to a variety of clients. I ordered my product and was told they were sold out. I drank beer. If there was one thing I had learned it was to know who made the homemade liquor I drank.I had a couple of beers danced a little and welcomed in the New Year at midnight, then I went home. I went right to sleep and actually sleep very well.A few days later I picked up the local Bi weekly newspaper to read over. Slowly they resumed their conversation and it turned towards risqué topics. How many of the people who went down the steep path to Secret Beach went to ogle, they wondered, how many were exhibitionists, and what exactly were true naturists. It wasn’t long before Greg confessed that Secret Beach was not just topless but in fact a totally nude beach, and the young woman - they still hadn’t introduced themselves to each other - sat up, lifted her hips off her towel and quickly wriggled out of her. But no one could possibly be satisfied by eating just dessert for dinner and having the same meagre Eton Mess every night.Paula let go of her husband. She could no longer coordinate her movements in the bliss that started taking over her mind. Long, lustful moans escaped her mouth in quick succession; her breath grew heavy, urgent. Her back arched, her body tensed. She cried out in beautiful agony, squirting all over her lover. Years of sexual frustration poured out of her at once with a.