Rich held out a hand, to which Angel put her night’s earnings without a thought. She risked a quick glance up at Rich’s face, to see him staring a... Dante, his eyes cold, hard, and warning. Angel glanced at Dante, who was returning the threatening stare with his own cool, calm, and collective one. Rich narrowed his eyes a bit at Dante “you buy her a drink?”Dante took a sip from his own beer before replying “yes.”Rich looked him up and down, sizing him up. “What’s your business?”“My business?”. We pranced about like a couple of k**s as we kicked off our shoes and luxuriated in the feel of the warm sand between our toes. Dale and his cousins watched with amusement from the pa****t that surrounded our patio as did a few couples who were lazing on loungers around the beach.We returned to the apartment and Helen resumed her bossy attitude toward me saying, “Gordon, get the bags sorted out whilst Dale shows me around and tells me what’s what.” I was unsure what she meant by ‘what’s what’. ” She shook her head. “There’s thousands of nerve endings in the clitoris. And the risk of potentially losing sexual function.” She shook her head again. “It’s not something I wanted to do.” “Fair enough,” I agreed. I squeezed out a dollop of shaving cream into my palm and loosely rubbed it between my hands. Fiona bit her lip as I reached between her legs, then gasped sharply as the cold foam made contact with her sensitive skin. We smiled broadly at each other, silently sharing the humour of. The precum was okay, and even a little sweet. It was the actual cum that about gagged her. Usually she blew the guy until he got close and then finished him off with her hand, holding the cock tightly as her lover started to cum, making the sperm squirt high into the air. A few had wanted to cum on her face, but she wasn't crazy about that either.John really knew how to please her. He had gotten her close to cumming, and then teased her several times, almost letting her cum, but stopping short.