Then the girls , my younger sister and my younger cousin , both came in the room rapped in a towel , and they stood in front of us ,they opened up the...towels and flashed us , they were both naked , they had small tits and they both started to grow some hair on their pussys not much , they stood in front of us naked for about 20 seconds naked we both look at them , then they closed the towels and went in to there room . me and my cousin talked about what just happened and we returned the favor.. I was about halfway there when Cindy screamed, a sound I had hoped that I would never hear again. At first I thought that one of the two guys had done or said something and I noticed that they were moving away from the girls. I ran towards them as fast as I could through the gripping sand. Cindy was pointing and screaming at something on down the beach as Cynthia tried to calm her down. I slowed up as I realized that she was in no immediate danger. I was going to have to talk to her about. "We need someway to time this." Kevin had a Jesus clock on the wall. It was one of those you get at a roadside attraction. The clock was on a laminated piece of wood. Daisy had gotten it for him. We agreed that would be our official Olympic Breast Feeling time piece. When the second hand got up to 12, I said, "Go". And they were off and feeling. Kevin on my left jumped into the lead early by gently pinching my nipple through the soft white cotton fabric. Meanwhile Dickie was doing a palm move,. I must slow down. I wasn’t expecting this, and yet, this is exactly what I envisioned when I told Coco and Trisha of my fantasy. I continue to get abused by this man. I halt my struggle realizing that there is no need to fight. He continues to roughly manhandle me and then… Oh my God, he enters me with such force, such disregard for my person that I find myself screaming again. He fucks me. Hard. Primal need and want fuels through me. He fucks me with animalistic force, each penetration.