We both leaned forwards and Izzy's eyes never left mine as we licked up Steve's cock. At his head, she copied me and flicked her tongue over and aroun.... "Fuck!" moaned Steve."See," I smiled, "He likes it." Deliberately, I'm certain of it, Izzy's tongue began to flick against mine. I swallowed and said, "Now kiss the head like this." I noticed her hand was back on his shaft, squeezing and stroking. Together, we peppered his cock with kisses.Now for the biggie. Pulling his cock slightly my way, I. Her last release sent her gasping for air, but feeling those fingers enter her gain just restarted her orgasmic desires again. As her head bobbed up and down her large breasts bounced off each other. They were firm enough to not spiral out of control and slap together but were large enough to bounce with her momentum and each bounce off each other was a sensation on its own. She wasn’t at it long before he stopped her and got her own her feet. She was spun around to face the couch and mounted. I looked up, my face wet, and peered over the patch of hair on her mound to see a very satisfied girl."Mmm, better than last night's dream," she proclaimed. Then, smiling shyly, she added, "and definitely better than what I did to myself in the shower this morning." I wish I could have been there to see that," I told her."Me, too," she answered. She held out her arms to me. I started to move up to kiss her but hesitated. "What's wrong?" she asked."I taste like you. I'll go wash my face first,". He pressed his straining bulge against her ass cheeks, which were covered with a thin silky skirt. They were on the beach, it was dusk and not as crowded as usual but every couple minutes people passed them on their evening stroll. "What if we get caught?" she breathed as he rubbed his bulge against her. "So?" he grunted, "you know it would only make you wetter". She knew he was right, she could feel how wet she was already. A couple passed a few feet away from them and lingered for a few.