The super moon was still bright so there were not many stars but it was still awesome. I began to drift into a sleep state with the waves moving under...my body every so often to pull me back to this night. I drifted like that until I felt someone between my legs. I awoke to see my husband had climbed out of the ocean and was lying between my legs with his head in my pussy as his hand spreading my lips. “Relax” was his only command. That I can do.He began to eat me out there in the surf. If you. However, I do periodically find myself remembering this eventful time in my life and when I slip back to when it all happened, I find myself wishing it would somehow materialize again or that I could somehow go back and relive the experience. When it does creep back into my thoughts, I find myself going back to that fateful time in my life, revisiting the experience, thinking about what actually took place but because I have mixed feeling about what happened, I eventually wish again to forget. It was a warm night at some point I must have pushed the bed covers away as when I awoke I was laying there with no covers over me and as normal for a 13 year old I have a hard on sticking through my boxers I didn’t think anything about as it was normal what I did notice was my aunt awake and staring at my erect cock I froze thinking oh maybe in trouble here so I shut my eyes pretending to be asleep. All was quiet for what seemed an age I squinted through part open eyes my aunt was still. Mein Blick war schräg nach oben auf die Decke gerichtet. Gestöhnt habe ich mehr aus Pflichtgefühl. Da meine Titten, mein Arsch und überhaupt mein ganzes Aussehen jedem Pornostar Konkurrenz machen könnte, haben die Typen alle ziemlich schnell abgespritzt und anschliessend hat jeder das Kondom selbst entsorgt. Denn mich ekelte das Sperma dieser alten Säcke. Nein, es war nicht die Lust, die mich in dieses Metier trieb, es waren, sagen wir mal „finanzielle Gründe“. Näher möchte ich nicht darauf.