He pulled out until just the tip remained inside of me before he pushed back in, my legs wrapping around his hips. My heels dug into his amazing ass, ...ushing him even deeper into me.“Yes, Mikey, that’s it! Fuck me, baby!” I whispered in his ear, knowing how much he loves it when I talk dirty to him.After starting out slow and deep, his thrusts began to quicken, becoming harder. I could feel the pleasure building again, hearing him let out loud moans and grunts. His breathing was getting. The... ass! Ream out his rectum!"And Robby obliged, slamming it in there, picking up the pace as he now really began to hammer it home, jamming those thick nine inches up the other man's ass with an almost savage fury, burying it to the balls, those balls slapping loudly against Tim's cheeks with each hard thrust. Sally leaned down to have a closer look, spreading her husband's cheeks so she could see the vivid margin where his dilated asshole was clenching her brother's erect penis. The sight. I hate the sand sticking to my skin. I hate the sunburn I know I am going to get. Most of all, I hate hot sweaty sand. I have never enjoyed the beach unless I have a beach chair. Yet here I am, lying on the beach, sand stuck to my sunscreen covered ass, arms, back, you name it. I shift restlessly on my beach towel, trying with great difficulty to keep my hat in place to give my fair face some kind of protection. I am sweating. Not the good kind of sweat that comes with physical activity, but. "And now I can't go to the Ball tonight and it's all because of you!" Lanie, darling, don't cry," consoled George, as he moved to embrace her."Don't touch me! Isn't it enough that you broke your word about dressing in my clothes and now you ruined the most important evening of the year for me?"George looked at his crying mate, "Lanie, I'm really sorry, you know I'll do anything for you. How can I make this up to you?"Lanie's sobs slowly subsided, and she moved into her husband's arms. .