None even acknowledged my presence. But one of the dunes was longer and higher, stretching out almost to the high tide line. It stood taller than an... of the other dunes and sported an assortment of small trees, brush and game trails meandering through it. As I rounded that point, I noticed another beach blanket tucked up closely to the wall and not far from the taller dune. It's occupant, a single woman, lying on her stomach, face turned to me. At a glance, I made her out to be somewhere. He pulls out and holds my ass wide open with his hands. He loves looking at my wide open asshole after he's been fucking it. He spits in it, and then plunges his cock in again. I don't want him to stop. There is no other place I want to be at this moment but on my belly on this ottoman with his cock deep in my ass, his hands leaving their mark on my white skin, bruising and twisting my flesh. He owns me. I exist for his pleasure.He is getting close to cumming, I can feel it in the. The lips were glistening with her love-juice and as she reached down and parted them with the tips of her fingers I could see the entrance to her love tunnel between them. Now it had been some time since I'd been made an offer like this and I wasn't about to refuse it so quickly dropped to my knees between her spread legs. As, with one hand on each of her upper thighs, I moved my face towards her waiting pussy I began to realise that this was a set up. The delicate aroma of her pussy made. "Yes, Daddy," my sister said eagerly. I groaned inwardly. My dad had found my sister's special kink. She was submissive. She loved being told what to do. Whenever we played truth or dare, she never once took the truth option.When my sister came back from the kitchen, I braced myself for the cold ice. Unlike my sister, I didn't get off on having ice placed on my nipples. I saw that she had the smallest piece of ice that she could find, and I sighed in relief. My sister knew me well, and didn't.