’Elizabeth also happily told Stephanie, “By the way, your make-up is running because of all your crying.” With that Elizabeth got out her phone ...nd took several photographs of Stephanie with close-ups of her make-up streaked face, but also of the sign which neatly sat below her large drooping breasts and knew that this was a really good way to humiliate the granny, but rightly so, as well as giving a message to anyone else who came along who thought they would be going onto the beach. Mind you,. What a sight it was. This burly guy standing naked before me, save his work boots and wool socks. His big butt was slightly furry on the cheeks, yet hairless in the crack and crotch. Kneeling again, I reached around, grabbing his thighs and pulled him back to my awaiting mouth. Nestling my face in his crotch, I licked and sucked between his legs. Placing a hand on either cheek, I pulled them apart to expose his moist crack. Gently lapping my wet tongue against his butt, I worked my way up and. Don' get many as tasty as your little slut though!"It slowly dawned on me that the tall man was fucking Emily! And she was definitely not protesting! I thought she might be unaware of the situation and assumed it was me still fucking her. That idea went west shortly after when my companion (called Matt I soon learned) led me forward, shining his torch on Emily's rear."Slow it a bit Dave! ... Let 'ubby 'ere see in going in!"The other actually withdrew and I could see that he was able to put a. ’ She smirked to herself a little, ‘My Momma used to laugh at me when I was little. She said that Daddy got the name out of some old book from school, and she never ever called me Chloris. She always called me Chloe, every time that she found me running around bare-assed, since I liked that better than wearing clothes. I’m still like that, … well not as much lately.’ She chuckled as she looked down remembering, ‘If I was outside someplace where I knew that nobody could see me, I always was a.