Pat and his wife were neighbors with Johnathan and his now ex-wife. There was a no suspicion when the two of them hung out alone. Pat also had a nasty...habit of doing things without warning John. John had a flashback of trying to wipe seamen out of his hair with a napkin before going home and using every ounce of shampoo he could find. He usually kept his dark brown hair clipped short but that was still a memory that made him shudder.So he found himself at the small liquor store/gas station near. She just grabbed me by my hair and started face fucking me. She kept grunting look at that faggot suck that black cock. Look at that sissy. You’re not a man anymore. You’re a woman. You’re a white sissy whore for nigger cock. I guess Mel heard that and joined in with her, taunting me and repeating what she said at about that time Mel came. I think it was a little much for her. But she right away grabbed Mr. Stanley and started fucking me violently. That lasted for a few minutes, both of them. To hole ... cave ... now!”“Oh, holy fuck!” I looked back and forth between the two of them a couple of times and said, “You first, Bro! You’re still alive!”He nodded his agreement.They each had to weigh at least two hundred pounds, so I didn’t think I could manage carrying them up the hill to the tree. I dashed back to the ATV and the birch tree. I grabbed the trunk of the tree and pulled. The ground around it lifted and fell to the side, opening the hole to the cave beneath it. I leaned into. We hadn't realised it was a nude beach and I pondered the absence of women. I Googled it on my phone and, sure enough, discovered it was a naturist area used by gay males. "Bet you'd love me to go naked out here, wouldn't you?” "Of course,” I said, “why wouldn’t I?”At that, Julie stood, dropped her bikini pants and strolled calmly into the sea. Yes, she’s full of surprises! I whipped off my trunks and quickly marched to the water’s edge before my cock could rise to full erection. We frolicked.