‘Oh yes…my kids just love the beach,’ she replied. ‘I would have never guessed,’ I said facetiously, ‘would you mind if I looked for you a...hore after breakfast.’ ‘If you like,’ she replied, ‘we’ll be somewhere near where the water hits the sand.’ With that I excused myself to attend to Anthony. He didn’t need anything important, he had wanted to buy something and I hadn’t given his card purchasing rights (for exactly that reason). As I walked to get him, I pondered whether I was being too. Again I rotated the bottle and it faced me again, now this time aunty took revenge and asked me to spank GLORIA’s ass hardly 50 times. I and GLORIA were shocked and we did as told. Now again I rotated the bottle and it faced GLORIA and aunty told GLORIA to suck my dick till I cum and GLORIA without thinking for a moment started sucking. At first she was slow but afterwards she became wild. I was unable to control so I pulled up aunty and started kissing her hardly.After GLORIA stopped I saw. His hardness pressed into my soft ass as his hand snaked around to spread my legs apart. Not hesitating he inserted his own fingers between my pussy where he quickly found my clit. He rolled it, massaged it, even pinched it a little making it hard and slippery as my juices covered his fingers."Eat her pussy!", he commanded.I removed myself from her side and walked to the end of the bed where i hoisted myself up and onto the bed. On hands and knees i slide between her thighs where my tongue. "Even here!" Aside from her height, the other "gift" of the futanari was in the dairy department. All futanari were, shall we say, top heavy. A few mono-sexed females could sport the larger chest sizes, but it was extremely rare for them to carry off being a double "F" with no hint of sagging the way Libby did. The girls rode high and proud, making it look as if she were smuggling two beach balls under the psychedelic mini-dress that had been patterned after a vintage little number from 1963..