Maybe she could take care of herself at the beach in one of the changing huts.Her mother climbed back in the car and off they went for the last leg of...the drive. It had been a thirty minute drive to the beach and Olivia was primed and ready to erupt.The two girls found a nice spot on the beach with a good view of the scenery; they laid out their towels and finished setting up their stuff."Olivia dear, do you mind if I get changed?" No, go ahead mom." Can I use your beach bag to change my. No the reason I don't want her to read this will be revealed as the story comes (no pun here) to its conclusion. I can't give it away at the beginning now can I. Without foreplay, where's the fun.I also don't want my family to know the girls identity, but since I already told my Sister and she said it was okay i'm now going to include it here. She was my cousin.When I first saw her that morning, now you see, I almost jumped the gun already and believe me that's not a problem I generally have.. The disease has definitely broken remission and is progressing rapidly. The doctors give her one to three years." Oh God, Martin, I'm so sorry to hear that and I know Christine will be too."Martin smiled tiredly. Renee had seduced Ben's wife two years ago. Christine had fallen madly in love with Renee and willingly become her plaything. Renee had introduced her to group and sadomasochistic sex. The anthropologist's wife had become a sex slave to more than a dozen men and women. To this day she. Rhiannon stood for a moment, hands on hips, watching the Enchantress' look change to one of shocked disbelief as her cocks grew and grew. Rhiannon flicked her hips forward once, causing the now mighty engines of sex to slowly jog upward in a slow, heavy arc and then descend in a slow bouncing dance before her. The heads and shafts seemed to be swollen and almost bursting, looking hot and slick. "Now bitch, am I big enough for you? Still think I'm a puny mortal?" Rhiannon jeered. Both of.