Now having a clear view from behind of my smooth pretty pussy, I could hear #2's breathing also quicken. Realizing the holes in the wall were just...big enough to fit his hand through, the black guy reached out and groped for my ass, which I maneuvered so he could smack and squeeze it all he wanted. My knees were about 2 and a half feet apart, so when he moved his hand onto and then into my wet box, he had perfect access. His big fingers prnetrating my soaked and sticky vagina made me suck. We had to drive to the nudist beach a little over 20 kilometers and didn’t chat much on the way.Looking the nudist beach After half hour drive we started walking straight to the beach but found out it wasn’t a nudist beach – there were some topless girls, but that was about it. At first we thought we were mistaken with the place but after some walk we saw one girl lying without clothes on. But hello, there were thousands of people and only one girl naked! We decided to walk a little further and. I had forgotten about the ad. A few months later I got an email from Krista in reply to that ad. We agreed to meet at a Starbucks near her.She was pretty nervous, stating that she had never done anything like meeting someone in such a manner. But we chatted in her car in the parking lot for a bit. She invited me to smoke a bowl of pot; it had been about 20 years since I had gotten stoned due to my work. We drove around a bit and toked up a bowl or two. Wow, was I fucked up as later I could. "Sure I'd like to hear that. It'll be nice to talk to someone since I had a very busy day", answered Harold. Harold had started on Blitz's po’ boy while Blitz had started telling him his adventures on the road. Harold had asked him how life on the road was like. Blitz had informed him it was wonderful: he got to see new places, taste all kinds of different foods and the guys he met were just too hot to pass up. He told Harold about the one guy he met who said he could take a dick of any.