She is very athletic and spends a lot of time at the beach. All that time she spent at the beach, with her beach bunny friends, gave her a dark copper...tone tan only comparable to the girls of Bay Watch. Even though we had gotten older we still were pretty liberal with what we wore around each other. She saw me in my underwear frequently and I saw her in her braw and underwear frequently. Every time I saw her in her undies I would ogle over her luscious tan body. When she would see me look I. " Your determination honors you. We will have to practice relentlessly. What are you researching?" she asked pointing at the stack of PADDs."All sort of Vulcan stuff. Culture, traditions, rituals, some language," he explained with a chuckle at the elevated brow that pushed towards her hair line, "I thought it might help to get at least the basic introductions and gestures right on Vulcan, and as I said, there are some passages in the Kir'Shara that the creep had better read before messing with. Go ahead."So Kristen asked me to lay down then she swung over me and guideed my eager cock into her waiting love tunnel. As she pressed down, the feeling was lovely, like my cock is returning to where it belonged. She pushed all the way down until I was buried in her as deep as I could go, then she swirled her hips around setting off the fuse burning toward a fantastic orgasm in my very near future.Amy got up and straddled my face while holding on to the headboard and began to gently rub her. She was close to boiling point as her breathing rate increased to a soft pant and her audible moans became increasing in rate and in level. "Get him inside, please," she whimpered. I didn't respond. I just looked at her with intent and pushed my head into her outer banks and watched my length glide silently into her as my head disappeared from view. "Oh, yes!" Anastasia cried."Feel good?" "Yes, oh yes!"I began slowly pumping in and out of her now, my cock slipping into her depths without pause..