It was a string bikini, tying behind my back and at my hips, but it was a bikini I had worn frequently before, and there was nothing too unusual about...his request that I wear it.The beach that we went to was reasonably close to where we lived. The particular beach that he picked had a fairly diverse crowd, some families with kids, but mostly kids our age, many of whom we knew, and a bunch of college kids.We arrived at the beach towards late morning and hung around a bit. We went swimming and. When he paused with his long hard cock all the way inside, she trembled and waiting for him to finish with the anticipated flood of creamy cum into her vibrating channel. She couldn't wait any longer and went into a series of quaking orgasms that threatened to bring them both down to the dirty floor. Brett steadied his groin on her bouncing bottom and gave her the final thrust that spurred him into shooting his entire load deep inside her. She could not muffle her cry of sheer joy as it all. Me: I guess that’s great to hear.Girl: Yes! I’m so happy. And the sex was so painful when we began but then it was so good!Me: You did great! Someone will contact you about the ritual.Girl: I know, I know!Me: Congratulations. Good luck!Girl: Thank you!I have to find out more about this. I left her while she was dressing. Jason was down waiting for me I guess. He has some explaining to do!Me: Hey Jason!Jason: You’re back.Me: We need to talk.Jason: Yes, we do. I guess you found out.Me: Yeah,. I've been known to not wear much at all on the beach (or nothing if legal there) and sometimes for fun show off quite a bit of skin if partying in Key West on Duval Street, but for this mission I didn't really want to look slutty or memorable. I wanted to be able to blend in as much as possible on the ferry dock and blend in with the tourists.Eventually I decided upon a men's Hawaiian style shirt and I tied it up into a halter top. It showed off a little cleavage and my washboard flat.