Men and woman have been doing this sort of thing to each other throughout history. Candy could’ve started some wars, easily. Right now I was warring...with my memory. I didn’t want to leave her scent. Eventually, I did, but it was not a warm, pleasant place I went. My memories of the scent of some of these people were bathed in sour sweat and pepperoni mouth, shoe stink and farts. Candy absorbed it all greedily, rewarding me now and then with trailing fingers to her perfect nipples. Damn. I was. Fuck I think I am going to cum……..I tell you I am going to cum inside you and you say, yes, yes, yes…….I fuck you harder….a steady firm rhythm in and out of your juicy wet cunt…You feel the itch in your pussy intensify……..you feel light headedness overcome you…..“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me” I say “ Cum with me…….” I growl….You feel my cock expand inside you….you know I am going to cum inside your pussy….you feel the edge of the excitement approaching as I feel your pussy tighten….knowing you are. My husband had earned us a great, new life and I wanted to show him how much I appreciated that. I had a large beach bag I'd been using as a purse and produced a large, soft blanket and laid it on the beach. We lit a joint and watched the waves in perpetual motion, crashing on the shore, then rolling back out to sea. We were in a non-commercial, semi-private resort and were alone on the beach. I stood and peeled off the the loose sun dress I'd been wearing, revealing the Victoria's Secret pink. "No, we have to meet. I would prefer to do this face to face," I told him.I needed to get an information exchange going. I also wanted to look him in the face while we talked, so I could gauge his responses. He almost certainly had more information to give me than I had for him, so I would have to play it right."Look, Mr. Doe," he said, confirming that the secretary had at least told him I was on the line, "If you have something worth talking about, that's fine. But I have a deadline coming up.