Oh, here we are." How much?" I asked, reaching into my Gucci purse."11 dollars and 35 cents."The driver opened the trunk from within the Taxi and the ...otel porters took out my luggage."Oh, have a nice evening, Miss!"********'As soon I said it, I felt the cold air brush against my long legs, my sexy mini skirt didn't come close to covering them. The short skirt and ultra barely there pantyhose really didn't help to keep my legs warm. I looked down and reached into MY purse and took out a hundred. Within a minute she yelled, “You are going to make me fucking cum!”I increased the speed of my hand and tried to grind my palm into her clit. She kicked her legs and her ass came off of the blanket. Her entire body seemed to stiffen.She screamed in a shaky voice, “I’m cumming!”I could feel her cum rush over my fingers and erupt from her pussy. Her legs squeezed together and locked my hand inside of her. A stream shot several feet from between her legs and onto the blanket. It was like placing. She looked smaller without her clothes and the three-inch heels she usually wore, with that tiny waist and slim, firm legs. All except her tits, which were still huge and spilled out of her bikini top on all sides and bounced around as she ran on the beach. All the French guys were staring, and would have been hitting on her if she weren't part of a big group.We swam a little, and most of the girls sunbathed. After a couple of hours we decided to look for a refreshment stand and a bathroom. We. .. What's all this?" She pointed to our notes and all the stuff scratched out."That's the baby's father." Brian offered happily."Very good!" Ms. Wagner practically crowed. "We have P3 here." She began filling in a second chart. "Dark hair, green eyes, dimples, sounds cute. Someone has good taste in men." She filled out the chart and then turned back to the computer. "Now, let's see if I did this right." She muttered to herself as she keyed in information from the board. "Ok, hit the light for.