A sweet fragrance of the soap we bathe with wafted past my nostrils, followed by an erotic body smell. Her vagina was glistening slightly, flowing wit... desire. In her eagerness, my nose bumped awkwardly against her muffin, the flaps of skin glancing across my lips. I could smell her desire. I parted my lips, letting my tongue flap across them, wetting her gently. Her taste was like sweet vinegar and tomatoes. I lapped a few times before parting her thighs slightly and extending my tongue back. He doesn’t give much attention to my pussy with his hands. I was in heaven.He kept on massaging my boobs while fingering me, and he slowly pushed one of his fingers inside me, that’s it. I could last longer. I felt something building up. I was so much under pressure. Suddenly my fleshy pussy opened and thick liquid gushed off my pussy all over his hands that was my first orgasm in my life. Being married for 12 years this never occurred to me, I was tired. And he asked, “Whoa that was huge and. Well maybe my subconscious brain was thinking about it and wondering if Luke, Harry and Will would fuck me on the beach.Anyway, one of the hands came round to my stomach and then down to my clit. I had a second orgasm just as the barman brought me my drink.When my brain returned to the reality of the situation, I picked up my drink and turned around and saw about half a dozen young men all looking at me. My pussy was tingling as I started to push my way through the men, their hands reaching for. As I came up close behind her, she let her hand drop from mine. My hand came up her body as I pressed my naked self into her back; my hands came around to the front of the towel. She had ample cleavage, and I toyed with it for a few moments where the cloth met her soft flesh; sticking my finger down between her two breasts, I tugged lightly, and the wrapped towel came loose to fall at her feet. She pushed herself back into me, my cock sliding between her butt cheeks. Pressing in a bit, I was.