Love began to be made, and it seemed to be love at first fuck. Her arms wrapped around me, and held me down. Our lips jumped to each other, as my cock...kept thrusting at a maintained speed. My stress was killed already, so I just had a sweet, and loving ride to enjoy. “Jim, I'm a tough woman, fuck me like you mean it,” she told me. Then the speed escalated, and moans escaped her soft lips. “Oh, that's good, Jim. Keep it up, I like that,” she moaned. Pride was taken, as my ears heard that. You. ." So, what" I asked."So, let's buy some drinks and enjoy it on the beach together." Well, it seems like a nice romantic idea" I replied, "but since we will drink something on the beach, why don't we go to a nice bar afterwards?"Olivia thought about my proposition and suggested, "why not. But let's go to a bar where we can play also pool. The last time we went to the beach, I saw a bar 5 minutes from here. The bar had pool tables outside, so I made a note of the bar because I know you love to. The sun came through in rays, and the sight was to behold."God, it's beautiful," I said, while Tammy lay down beside me."I think so, too," Tammy said. "I was walking through here, once, and found this spot; I claimed it for my own. Nobody ever comes back here, and I can just lie here, and think; sometimes I bring a book and read, or even sunbathe." Sunbathe?" I asked."Uh, yeah," she said. With that, she untied her bikini top, and removed it, leaving me with a view of my very first pair of a. Eventually she gets on top of me and removes her sweater and then her top. ‘Aren’t you going to try anything?’ she asks with incredulity. ‘No, I’m not. I am uncomfortable with the idea of being on the threshold of sexual relations with a married woman,’ I say, sliding my hands along her soft warm skin and unhooking her burgundy bra. It falls harmlessly to the floor and her small burnt sienna breasts greet me at attention. Her skin is very warm and soft and it is just as I imagined it to be in.