He found that the vision of her bending over, stripping her panties down her legs caused an involuntary jump of his penis every time he brought it int... mental focus. And the feel of her smooth back, and the sight of her hairless pussy, and her stiff nipples…! His hand had found it’s way into his open fly, and was furiously working within, stroking his cock. He could feel the precum making the head slick, and, eyes closed, was reliving the delicious feel of her little body as his strokes gained. Lunch spent on a blanket under a tree.The afternoon walking the beach barefoot, with sand running between our toes.We took dips in the ocean to cool off and made sure we applied sunscreen when we needed to.It was starting to get late when I saw a beach front café.We stopped and had dinner.By the time dinner was done the sun had set and we still a hike to get back to the car. When we finally arrived at the car, we were the only ones left on the beach."Why don't we get the blanket out and watch. ' and with that he pushed up with his mighty hand driving both of the little fingers into her. Her legs shook but Mr. Newnen kept holding them into place. 'Then you buckle it like this. Nice and tight so it doesn't come loose and make a mess. You see?' She moaned yes.He tightened the straps to ensure a snug fit. 'You'll wear this under your panties. Do you understand?' LP nodded. 'Now put your panties on and go sit in your desk.' said Coach Gray. She did as she was told and felt the two fingers. As I finished my mental inventory and took a deep breath, I heard her coming down the steps. She had a pitcher in one hand and a couple of glasses in the other. “Why do you still have that shirt and your pants on. Get down to your underwear; I want to see what I am working with.” She walked over to a second small table and set the glasses and poured a drink into one of the glasses. As she lifted the drink to her thin lips, she turned and watched me with those eyes that crackled with.