She settled to sit on the slope at the back of the beach and looked out at the water. She sat like a man with her knees up and her legs apart and she ...hrilled at the feeling of a breeze playing on her naked cunt. She undid the blouse and pulled the skirt up to her thighs and enjoyed the very act of being.....Mmmmmm.She lay back and stared at the sky, listening to the sea and drifting off into thoughts of her own.She may or may not have drifted off for a brief while but she suddenly became aware. I crawl on top and straddle her. I can't take my eyes off of her breast. They are just so perfectly round with hard pink little nipples that look like they need to be sucked. I dip my head down and slowly start to lick circles around the pink little buds. Whitney begins to moan my name. I can tell she likes it. I nibble on one of her little peaks and she moans louder. "Oh baby, you like sucking my nipples don't you? God, I love it." I can feel my pussy getting wet as I'm sucking on her little. 9% of my mind kept saying me that “ He’s just messing around with u bitch maybe he just needs your pussy not you “ but 0.1% of my mind kept saying me that “ What if he is a guy who would not judge a book by it’s cover and actually love me? “ So I was very confused and nervous and while my mind was processing through this situation I had to go to school on Monday. The same things continued on Monday and that whole week. Heshan kept on convincing me that he loved me and I kept on telling him to. I took her hand and pulled her inside, slapping her ass as she glided past me. She walked straight to my living room and sat on the edge of the sofa. I followed her in and was mesmerised by her swaying hips.I was suddenly very aware I was wearing nothing but a towel. She sat looking at me "Lose the towel," she ordered. "Lose the t-shirt," I replied.She stood up and walked over to me; her head barely reached the top of my chest. Wrapping her arms around my neck she pulled herself up on me. She.