When a man came over to her, I made her put her hands under his shoulder blades and slide them down to his hips, then slowly around to his buns, and f...nally around to his crotch. All the while I made her look into his eyes, still smiling, and licking her lips. Next, I made her take him by the hand and lead him out onto the beach. Once out on the sand, I made her take off her tank top and pull him down to a waiting blanket."Now your punishment REALLY begins." I thought. "Kiss him with a. I immediately sought a credible way to explain away my nakedness. But she beat me to the point, by explaining her own presence. She had woken early, as was her custom, and had realised she had probably left her phone in her car. She had dressed, gone to her car, retrieved the phone, and was thinking of going for a short stroll, it being such a pleasant morning. Before getting back out of the car, she had seen a naked man approaching, under the street lights, and had decided to stay out of view,. I felt his large hand leave my breast, wandering down the front of my stomach and explore across my flat belly coming to rest on my hair-covered mound between my legs.“Silky hair, baby. Thick!” He sighed as his lips brushed mine with a soft taste of my lips. His fingers exploring beneath the pubic hair softly.“Ohh! I like that!” I purred. Fingers sliding down, down, down to my wet opening between my open legs.“Wet, so wet! Dripping! God! You are sure wet, baby.” He sighed as his fingers. Great! If that was what she wanted, then I'd spunk my shorts for her any time. I was much chirpier at breakfast having worked that one out. I didn't always see things straight off, but I did get there in the end.That evening was the same, I got to play with Mum's tits and ruined another pair of shorts. Having her rub me was so much better than doing it myself. I was much more relaxed about it as well, so I didn't rush out afterwards. I thanked Mum with a kiss and walked slowly out. Not as.