“Oh yes Frank” she cried out, “That’s it, FUCK ME!!” as I started to get a rhythm going thrusting in and slowly out, thrusting in and slowly...out she cried out with each forward thrust. I fucked Jean hard but have to admit that when I closed my eyes I was imagining it was Sam laying there, maybe that will happen, maybe not but at least jean was getting all my frustrations out of me.The squelching noises could probably be heard on the beach as I banged away at Jeans frustrated pussy, she probably. He kept it at a perfect position, so I just had to move my head back and forth slowly without needing to angle my head at all. He also leaned over to my head and caressed it too.We looked at each other with lusty eyes as mine kept moving somewhat back and forth. I didn't thrust my lips too much, but enough to make him feel good. All the while, I still felt Christina's tongue go all over my pussy, both inside and out too."Feel her tits too, horndog; they won't bite."He chuckled and let his other. “What are you doing?” I asked. “I don’t want to get tan lines,” she answered. She pulled the top over her head and wadded it up. Not wanting to stare at her naked breasts, I watched as she threw her bikini top toward the garage, where it landed in a wet pile. “And you’re worried about mom seeing me in my bikini? What’s she going to say if she pulls up and your tits are hanging out for all to see?” Ally waved me off. “It’s not like we won’t hear them coming up the driveway,” she said. “Plus it’s. When I was in school kissed my first girl when I was just 18 her name was Rashmi and we were always together. We had our own house and dad also had taken a flat next to our house as investment but I was always there exercising with my friends watching porn and most of the time. I was alone where I use to use my powerful night binocular watching the slum people taking bath outside their house which was just 100-200 meters away from my apartment. It was supposed to be my study room. But I used to.