She eventually made friends in the Filipino community, and I noticed most of her friends were like her - sexy and acted like hoes. Her best friend, Na...cy, was married to a fat white guy. We tried to get together a few times, but I have a quality about me that most men don't like, and Herb was no different. He was a typical masculine guy, was into sports, and we just never hit it off. So Nancy would come over by herself and we'd all hang out. Sometimes there'd be 4 or 5 Filipinas, and we'd all. Then in an instant she is gone, diving beneath the surface. She swims out a way with slow easy stokes and then lay over floating on her back under the sun. She hears the movement of the ocean so in tune with her body. She begins to slowly touch herself, amidst the calm of the ocean. She hears the water, moves with it. Her hands seem to be everywhere at once. Her Breasts, her pussy, she stops, having trouble staying afloat. She hears a movement in the water and he rises above the waves to. I feel her other hand brush my hip as it slides around and onto my ass. I can feel my manhood start to grow in my jeans.“Melissa… um… I don’t think we should be doing this,” I say with a shaky voice. “It’s okay,” she says in a sweet voice, “no one’s here to see.” Her lips were soft and tasted sweet of some sort of flavored Chap Stick or lip stick. First there was a peck on the top lip and then a small suck on the bottom. My left hand slips from her hand and makes contact with the bottom of. Both pulsating hard as warm gooey cum shot up inside me. When they finish a plug was inserted to keep the cum from dripping out.Both men made me lick each of them clean while again the Hitachi was at my clit and the paddle assaulted my breasts. It was hitting the sides of them so that they bounced around with every loud whack. Then as I licked the last bit of cum off one of the penises, gently running my tongue on the underside of the head, the chain attached to the nipple clamps was pulled so.