Shawn Morgan, wearing the same ridiculous cowboy hat Cindy had seen him wearing in all the snapshots, was mounted on the back of an enormous Great Dan..., riding the poor dog as if it were a horse. Other than the cowboy hat, the rowdy youth wore nothing else on his bronzed body but the skimpiest pair of swimming briefs Cindy had ever seen. They were aquamarine in color, and covered no more of his loins than would the panties of the skimpiest woman's string bikini. He was so greased from face to. I want you for dessert.”“Oooh,” he chuckled. “Right here on the beach!”She blushed, “No silly, in our cabin, in the Jacuzzi!”“I cannot wait. I’m hungrier, in more ways than one, but let’s eat food first. I’ll eat you later on.” She snickered, tickled his ribs, winked, and replied with a sexy smile, “Promises, promises!”They enjoyed their meal and went back to the privacy of their bungalow. Once inside the door, he pulled her close and kissed her deeply. His hard-on against her thigh told him he. My legs nearly buckled under me with the pure ecstasy as my penis made these crazy jerking motions and made my hand all sticky with some weird white stuff. I washed my hand and shut off the water, truly believing that I had just invented the world's great new sport! That I had was onto something that would change history! I kept my secret and continued the trials over and over, not realizing until a few weeks later that it could be done outside of the shower. It was a Saturday, I was home. My orgasm pumped out fluid on at least eight or nine contractions in a row. It had been a week since I had last come and so this load was extra thick and creamy white not at all translucent. It was as though she was performing an experiment and wanted to make sure the conditions were precisely met. Karen had coaxed a load out by fucking and then sucked it all up to swallow, or so she said, which made Kathy want to take the entire load into her mouth and then swallow it. She had been told it was.