Did I say that? Whoaa, sorry! But it does. Susan and I rubbed each others nipples and softly held each others breasts for god knows how long. We did ...ot kiss. We did not scream out and moan like in all the fake videos. We did not say a word. We did not even sigh. She put her hand flat over my crotch and ran her fingers between the beach towel on the sand and my pussy lips. I did the same to her as she knelt in front of me. Were both wet…. Super wet! I felt her finger go up into me and I did. At least two more times I was able to see her panties. And I told myself that somehow I was going to connect the sensory pleasure with a physical one.I decided to take my laptop computer out and put it in my lap. (I can sense your snicker here!!!). I powered up the computer and positioned the front right corner of the base against the underside of my cock. With subtlety and determination, I could occasionally rub myself against the laptop - or more specifically, the laptop against my cock and. Her back was arched up off of the table. She was pulling her hair as her head tossed from side to side. She was looking at me with lust in her eyes. She said GOD YES FUCK THAT PUSSY. FUCK IT DEEP AND HARD. OH GOD YES. I her pushed her legs up off of my shoulders and placed her feet right up to ears. Her arms were pinned down to her sides. She was totally under my control. I shoved in hard and my cock slid into the opening of her cervix. She let out a painful moan. I started to pull out and she. I wanted her silhouette. Her round bottom looked wonderful below her narrow hips. Her belly with its delicate curves was pleasing too. As far as my penis was concerned, I was in full tingle. Then she started to undress. She began by unbuttoning her shirt. I moved around to get a better view, and shot more pictures as Beth’s torso was revealed. She looked self conscious but continued to undress. Her shirt was of a gauzy fabric, and so even before she removed it, I could see the outline of her.