Your set curfew at times is something you try to fight against with no success but other times you welcome it. Allowing you plenty of time to rest and...relax is its purpose.You love your room. Allowed free reign to decorate your space, for you, it is a sanctuary, a place given to you to do with as you pleased. You had painted the walls a rich purple, with a luscious green colour on all the trims. Your large bed is covered with an array of assorted cushions in a zebra pattern. The blankets also. Damn, my prick stayed hard as I slowly kept stroking, maintaining the feeling of completion, rubbing the sticky junk over my cock.The next day I was out early, hunting up the dude that had bought us the wine the previous day. I got another bottle, kept it in a paper bag, and took it home to hide in my room inside my beach bag. Later that day, through my window, I saw Janie coming out of her place and I grabbed the bag. I yelled at my mom I was going out for awhile and rushed out to catch. ‘I need you now,’ I said. I pulled her pants down and unbuttoned my shorts. She protested weakly, ‘But my cakes will burn.’ 'How long do they need?' I said, as I kissed her ear. ’Twenty minutes,’ she sighed. I replied, ‘I need ten.’ As I spoke, she put her arms on the work surface, pushed her bum out and parted her legs, giving me full access to her pussy. I put my hard cock at the entrance of her pussy and with a little forward pressure, my shaft disappeared inside her. I began to. Taking it on my fingertip I brought it to my mouth and licked it off. Frank said he wished they weren't leaving tonight so we could have many days of going behind the dunes. Jesus, if Frank's skill with his cock was anything like his skill with his fingers... I looked to see if his wife was coming back. I really needed to visit the dunes! My back had been to the sea all this time so I was surprised to hear Jason calling out to me. He came running up lugging his umbrella and backpack, but before.