She wasn't naked, she was more than naked. The straps set off her body beautifully. Her bottom was already pink and he knew it would be sensitive but ...his time he wanted to go all the way. He intended to have Jennifer in tears before he was done. Paul was in for a surprise though. Jennifer was ready for him and hoped he would push her. Something deep inside told her that things were about to change for good.Paul started with a warm up spanking. He started out slow but with no fondling. He would. Minutes passed, her orgasm building steadily has his movements became faster, the pressure increasing on her bud from his now circling thumb and then it hit, causing her back to arch, a low, soft moan to escape her open, wet, mouth and a series of shudders to flow up and down her rigid body. He slowly withdrew after it had subsided and moved his hand across her stomach, lifting her top as her hand began a slow and rythmic massage of his now pulsing member. They half lay, half sat for a quiet. .My fingers found my clit and the pussy juice that had started to drip down my legs and I gave myself the most amazing orgasm. I would not have cared at that point who walked by because I needed to be fucked and I was going to finger my pussy until I squirted all over my hand.Forgive me I have to take care of myself just writing this is getting me excited!! Now where was I? Oh yeah, I decided to maximize the experience and as cold as it was, and 50 isn't warm, I gathered my things, sand and all. Over here," said Jim who was warming up on the basketballcourt. I felt a quick rush of, I don't know, excitement? Happiness?Anticipation? When I saw him standing there in his old tennis shoes andloud, striped shirt. I couldn't figure out why I was so happy to seehim. I mean we were friends, but it was not like I was his girlfriendor something. I was a guy for crying out loud.Jim looked awkward trying to dribble. He would bob it okay for a fewseconds, then he would lose control and the ball.