‘Mmmm Joyce, your nectar tastes so sweet.’ He says, wiping my nectar with his fingers from his chin. Randy traces his fingers over my lips and I g...asp his hand, holding it still. I swirl my tongue around his fingers, licking the sweetness from them as Randy watches me unbuckle his belt. I pull down the zipper and there in front of me, I see a small wet spot on his boxers and lick my lips. I pull his trousers and boxers down together and his long hard cock pops out, hitting my cheek. Randy kicks. I brought the tip to my lips again but this time I opened my mouth and slid his beautiful cock right in.My mouth was full of warm hard flesh and I wanted more. I pushed my head down and took in all I could and then backed off to do it all over again. I went up and down and loved every second of it. I pulled him out and squeezed him and saw a glistening drop of precum form on his tip. I slowly licked it off and loved the sweet tangy taste on my tongue. I licked below his head to elicit another. . It was hopeless. The waves combined with the strong white suit defying us any access, neatly trapping my bell end in its hard-clasping grip! Frustrated we returned to the shore, hand in hand we walked back to the towels, then it struck me, that an old friend owed me a favour or two! So, bidding her dress, we dried ourselves and slipped back into our clothes, then arm in arm wandered back along the harbour wall, stopping to eat in the Rotunda, the funfair beside the beach, while I popped in. I thought up some choice names for him as I headed west. I was careful to stay in the center of the road, because I knew those washboard bumps could be incredibly dangerous on two wheels.I was probably ten miles down the road when I topped a hill and saw them. I came to a stop behind the Land Cruiser and ran over to where Cheyenne and Stan were kneeling beside Frank. His Silverado was off the road and lying on its side a few feet away.I was filled with dread when I saw the blood all over.