She imitated what she'd seen in a flash of video once on a laptop screen in someone's car: she turned around to show him her rear end and wiggled it -... brief rise in tone. She turned and shook her torso to make her breasts wiggle back and forth -- brief rise in tone. What else was sexy? She lifted one leg as if she was a dog peeing on the bedpost and gave him a good view of her girl parts -- more of a rise in tone. She sure had found a bunch of ways to make grandpa happy! His penis was still. You kissed my neck again, biting it just slightly. I pulled your shirt up to clawing at your back. I loved what you were doing to me. You pushed your cock in between my legs, just to tease me. I moan as your growing cock hit just the right spot with every thrust. You started to bite my neck harder, working your way up to my ear. “You like that, don’t you, you dirty little girl.” I love it when you talked dirty to me like that. I moaned in response. “What? I can’t hear you.” I smiled, knowing. ..so much so that I went the next day.This time I went through my usual routine , parking close to the cinder path leading to the beach, and whilst in the car stripping off to my swimsuit....putting on my hair piece and putting on my (girlie) trainers for the walk to the beach.This time there were a few more visitors and I felt confident enough to venture a paddle and a then a walk in the sea up to my waist before returning to the beach.An elderly couple walked past said something I didnt quite. I dig into the bag for the final accessories, pink boa handcuffs, black studded collars, and long chain leashes. Cam gives me an eye."Billie. Don't ask how I knew." I turn back and look at our handiwork."Needs something... anyone got lipstick? Red? Perfect," and add happy face smiles to the boys' duct tape. "Tink!"Tink wiggles up to the front wearing an enormous grin. Parker gives her a pat on the cheek and hands her the leads."Go, my child. Let them sin no more... and knock yourself.