I lift my hand up a bit and the fabric that separated my flesh from hers, is no more. Another snap and the damp fabric falls into my lap. I grab the b...ack lace and quickly bury it in a pocket as I slip two fingers inside her now soaked pussy. Bending forward, she forces my fingers deeper inside as she grinds her clit against the palm of my hand. As she gyrates her hips the train bounces and jostles us both, her pussy rubbing over my hand, my fingers no longer move. I've hooked them upward to. Finally. His sanctuary. The one place where he had a little privacy and didn't have to listen to the bitching and moaning. He turned on his computer, entered his password, and opened his browser. Time for a little well earned relaxation.Heather wasn't too worried. Her conniving little mind was already hatching a plan. A bad plan. She was a bad girl, after all. Everybody said so.When her father went out shopping, warning her to get the laundry started if she didn't want to lose some more. Frank said he wished they weren't leaving tonight so we could have many days of going behind the dunes. Jesus, if Frank's skill with his cock was anything like his skill with his fingers... I looked to see if his wife was coming back. I really needed to visit the dunes! My back had been to the sea all this time so I was surprised to hear Jason calling out to me. He came running up lugging his umbrella and backpack, but before he could step onto the blanket I told him to stop. I told Jason that. Each bundle of candles was placed in front of a small mirror to reflect the light around the room. As we entered the bedroom I began to shake. I still don’t know if it was anticipation or fear. She Placed the last of the candles on the night table and turned to me and spoke for the first time since we left the seminar. “You are so beautiful,” she whispered as she walked to me and placed her arms around my waist. “I want to kiss you,” she said. I could only nod. When her lips first met mine it.