I began to writhe on the bed, pulling hard against the ropes that held me spread out like a sacrifice, my hips rocking up and down frantically as I tr...ed, unsuccessfully to climax. I began to beg, first for relief, and then for her to stop as I felt my her pussy coated lips sucking at that point of ultimate pleasure, and then felt the edges of her teeth as the sank them into my fleshy nub. I screamed, my body spasming, pain radiating through my core. I did the only thing I could think of to. I went home, did everything necessary and went a little early to the spot - with the idea to have a good caipirinha before she arrived. Sitting down I ordered and a tap on the shoulder signaled her arrival. She was already there - and I hadn't noticed her. She looked stunning - truly, and utterly stunning.Clearly she hadn't had time to go home and do this - so she must have come to the beach prepared. Not so slutty to make it obvious this was a date - but enough to get my cock interested all. “Like what?” I asked, as curious as I was concerned.“He ties me up, or wants to piss on me. A week before he left he had a party with two of his buddies. They all got drunk and took turns on top of me. I am feeling like a whore but maybe that’s just what I am.” She was near tears, I could tell.“Oh, Connie. I didn’t know. You’re too good to be called a whore. I think you are just doing what you have too to get along. That’s not ‘bad’.”She put her arms around me and one hand dropped down to my. The way her body was framed by the view from outside was magical. I grinned and asked her what was on her mind. She answered me by climbing on the arms of the chair I was in and slowing lowering her pussy right onto my face. I stuck my tongue out and began licking her, but she was to be in control! She began moving her hips so that my tongue went from her pussy to her ass. She would shift and my tongue would be buried in her pussy. I would swirl my tongue around getting her good and wet. .