.. but it was on a beach... the background sound of crashing waves provided the perfect soundtrack while the sensation of soft gusts of wind cradled u... perfectly...we appeared fully consumed in the moment... she was the center of all my attention... and she appeared even more relinquished to me... what had stayed with me the next morning is how passive and trusting she laid there... allowing me full access to devour her... letting me drive how soft or hard, short or long every touch needed to. Ced had his front man give the hostess a fifty dollar tip to ignore the dress code and get a table immediately. The young woman greeting guests was happy to place them before others. They were seated. Ced Swagg told them to order whatever they wanted. Most of the girls ordered surf & turf combos. Ced had a burger. His security guard ordered a steak. The team’s coach picked a Greek salad. The conversation was lively. Ced ignored his mom’s demands of a bill less than five hundred. He was going. "I enlightened her that you were not some rich asshole with wheelbarrows of money and a little dick. With a body like hers I would have expected she had at least tried more than just a plain missionary with a hair trigger high school pop gun. At least she is quiet," the supervisor said as she directed me over to a lower counter to where I could count out all of the dollar coins while the teller counted out the hundreds.Smiling I asked, "Can you get me one of the counting containers? I have to. At this sight, Gabrielle stirred, and she watched with delight as her husband-to-be’s, cock stiffened and twitched as he joined her upon the makeshift granite bed. ‘Can I have just a taste,’ she asked as the lighthouse beacon shot out across the harbor in its slow three hundred and sixty degree spin? It was hardly a choice, because no sooner had she spoken the words when she took the tip of his cock into her mouth and began his sensuous blowjob by swirling her tongue around the crown, eagerly.