She was blabbering and making some crazy noises. I loved it. She squeezed her boobs with her hands. I licked her pussy vigorously now like a cat drink... its water. Her breath got heavy and legs were shaking. She stood up as she couldn’t sit on the wash basin anymore.She said, “I need your dick, Kiran. Fuck me, fuck my pussy. It’s all yours.” I saw my dick. It was semi erected. She started to stroke my dick while kissing on my lips. I flipped her, and she kept her palms on the washbasin and bent. I didn't have to wait so long though , only until that very same evening!This time there was no, Wait until we go to bed and I'll tell you a sexy story, sort of attitude. This time it was her grabbing hold of me before we had even eaten and making it clear she was very aroused. In what was almost a comical way I asked her to keep things on hold until I had, had dinner and settled down for the evening though settled was certainly not how I was feeling. I was scared of what she was about to tell. The Chesapeake is unusually quiet tonight; only the dolphins swimming into the bay break the quiet sheen of the water. Soon we reach the edge of the public beach and enter the beach that fronts Sea Shores State Park. Now we are the only ones walking along the beach and instead of holding hands we have an arm around each other. We are no longer quiet, lost in thought but talking softly, enjoying our small talk, basking in the warmth of our emotions.The sun is sinking in the west at our backs and. ‘Get in here!’ I snapped. ‘What the hell are you doing outside in the worst blizzard in decades!?!’ She entered, stopping to brace herself as she leaned against a bookcase while I closed and relocked the door. I could hear her trying to catch her breath as I got out the lighter and a candle and provided some additional light so I could save the flashlight for later if necessary. ‘Come,’ I offered, my voice much more calm and soothing. Slowly, she approached the table on which I had set the.