I chuckle as I stroke her. " Yesss," I hiss. " You like that, don't you?" I'm lying partway atop her, she feels my hard cock against her thigh, I keep...probing with my fingers. " You're so wet, Just like a good little slut."I start sucking on her tits again as I roughly finger-fuck her, sliding two fingers down between her slippery cleft and into her cunt. She groans and writhes, " Oh God..John..Fuck me." I quicken my rhythm, gliding my fingers in and out. She whimpers, " oooohhhh..yes..yes,". His hands slid down to her lower back and pulled. Something just below the level of his conscious mind made him pull and rub his boner against her. She felt it on an entirely conscious level and it caused a new thought to pop into her mind. When the kiss broke, she leaned her upper body back, and then rubbed her loins against his.“I want to see it,” she said.“Really?”“Yes, really.”“It’s hard,” he said, unable to feel slightly ashamed.“That’s why I want to see it,” she said.“Okay.”He felt odd as. How’s about meeting up with us tomorrow on the beach.’ ‘I’m not too good on remembering faces … Where will you be?’ ‘Somewhere near the beach bar on the nudist bit. There’ll be five of us. It’s OK, I’ll recognise you but ring me just before you reach the bar.’ ‘Won’t your boyfriend mind?’ There was a laugh. ‘I like you, Ben, you’re so nice. No, all our boyfriends are back in England.’ ‘I’ll have to see what my s****r is doing.’ ‘Really, Ben?’ She laughed again. ‘Does she need little. "That's the problem!" she emphasised this with a smack of her hand on the table that made the coffee cups jump. "You think girls are a different species. They keep us apart and suddenly you can't think of a thing to say to 50% of the human race. They call that education! If our Schools were co-ed, I bet you would spend a lot less time thinking about sex that you all do now!"I grinned. "I'm not sure about that! If you were in my classes I don't think I could think of anything else! Oh God," I.