You know, one of those inflatable ones with red and white stripes on it. The ball was closely followed by a young girl. She was wearing an all in one ...wim suit. I think it had dolphins on it. I remember it was a light blue, the colour of early morning. She giggled as I handed her the beach ball. Her blond hair was wet, like she had been in the sea. I could see that her swim suit was a bit wet around the bottom half. I guessed she had only been in a short way which is sensible here, there is a. Dawn was starting to breathe heavily as I just passed fleetingly across her arse and cunt, she opened her legs a little as I pushed my hand further under her private place. I slowly let myself drop to my knees behind her so my head was opposite her arse, I pushed her lags further apart and slid my hand down under her dress pushing it up to her waist and tucking it into the thin belt round her waist, I could see her tiny white panties, they were thongs that had a tiny thin string over her arse. . What I realized after the fact is they actually all had the same problem...they were not Gwen. Gwen, on the other hand, dated a couple guys briefly before falling hard for a decent guy named Rob.Anyways, life went on and had been very normal, until she announced she was getting married. It shouldn’t have been a big deal as they had lived together for two years already and nothing had really changed in our relationship. We still had our weekly girls’ night, our occasional dares, our daily. “She has to experience that without a fucking wrapper.““But she's not on anything. We're trying to have a baby. It's her fertile period.“Gretchen smiled wickedly at me. “He can take her her ass. It's unforgettable up there.“My wife looked slightly worried at the prospect of having that massive cock up her seldom used ass. But I got a rush from consenting. Gretchen said something in german, and Franz started licking my wife's ass. Clearly she loved it. She moaned loudly. If Gretchen hadn't been.