It's about 85 degrees at the moment. I start thinking about a story to write in my blog. I slowly drift off to sleep.I wake up about thirty minutes la...er. A sea gull over head blocks out the sun. I can feel my skin beginning to get warm. Time to flip over. I put my head down toward the water. I open my eyes as I get situated on the towel. I look up to see some people walking along the beach. About ten minutes later I look up to see some more people walking along the water. It was kinda of. As my tongue went in and out of his hole, he kept moaning. With one hand I masturbated myself while with the other I masturbated him. He removed his ass from my mouth and went to his table where he picked up a condom and gave it to me.“I’m ready,” he saidI smiled at him and excitedly put on the condom. With enough lube, I kept his ass wet and in the doggy position started to enter him slowly. At first, it was painful for him, he shouted and I paused. After taking a little breather, I continued. "Just ask me if ya want me to show ya."Alistair glared at the unrestrained teenager as she walked around the front of the shop and called out after her. "Leave me aloon," he told her. "Yer just being nasty again."Abigail snorted and opened the door. "Ah'm being nice. But Ah-be nasty if ya wan't." Yar a bitch," he cried.She snorted and slammed the shop door as she left. "Can'ya believe 'im?"Lisa shrugged. "He 'ates us," she mused. "But we did mess with him."Abigail hummed. "Well until he can be. She gave another garbled scream, and he watched with a smile as she slowly bled out on the floor while struggling to breathe. Yet another resurrection and another bullet fired, now in her thigh, cutting her femoral artery. Despite everything she had just experienced, she shrieked in terror and tried to stop the bleeding. She covered the wound with her hands, compelled by her instincts to preserve her own life, even in this hopeless situation. By now, she was completely drenched in her own.