It's gonna make me... it's gonna... oh, shit, baby, I'm CUMMMMMMING!"With a squeal, Susan began to jerk and shudder, her hips moving convulsively. She...was grunting and moaning and panting for breath, her eyes squeezed tightly shut, her pussy clamping and shuddering around my cock. Finally, she collapsed against the mattress, her legs releasing their hold around me and falling to the sides, her arms flopping straight out as if she had been crucified. I had not come, and I stroked slowly in and. She'd always liked that sort of a smile, boyish it was,happy-go-lucky. Always? She shrugged. "Yeah, I guess." Who was thisguy? Why did he look so familiar?"You know, the garden extends around the side of the building. There's abench towards the back. We can sit and just... smell the flowers, ifyou'd like." He offered his hand. "I'm , by the way."Brenda knew he had just given his name, but, for some reason, she hadn'tunderstood what he'd said. It was a nice name, though. She knew. He asked about my age, weight, cock size, etc. When I told him how small my cock was and that I liked to wear panties he said, with a cock that small, I was just a little girl. I didn't think much more about it. Then, a few days later he emailed me and asked if I knew what bukkake was. I looked it up and then responded that I did. He told me to park in a business parking lot in town on Friday at 9:00 pm and he would pick me up. He picked me up, told me to sit in the back seat and said he was. I grabbed a book and some mirrored sunglasses out of the center console of my car, locked it up, and headed for the beach. As soon as I get down to the nudist area I removed my trunks, folded them up in my towel, and enjoyed the light breeze licking at my body, cooling off the hot, soothing sun.Everyone past the sign which read “Clothing Optional” was pretty much naked, and the beach looked a little crowded. Some people were playing volley ball, others were swimming, but most of them were just.