Five of us travelled toCalifornia for a week in the sun, Jon, myself, his girlfriend and 2 otherguys. The twist of fate started when we arrived and J...n's luggage failed toturn up. The airline gave him $100 to buy some stuff until it was due toarrive on the next flight. We checked into a motel. After the first night,Jon said he would meet us at the beach while he went to buy some clothes. Iwent with him to pick up a newspaper. In the beach store Jon was gutted tofind that they had no. Truly loving it. A few times I felt small spasms deep inside my pussy. It was fucking wonderful.Wakama was groaning now as well as he continued thrusting into me. His legs moved underneath us a little more, and his thrusts began lifting me up off my feet. I was literally being held up by his cock, impaled in my cunt. This happened several times, with me flopping around as he drove deeply into me. He put his hands on my thighs, around in front, and lifted up. My legs were now held behind him as. From our initial role-reversals, I hadupgraded my accessories and was now well supplied with any sort of toythat I desired. Beads and strap-ons had become more common, each timebeing brought out after sessions of foreplay. What if, though, I took aslightly more.... um... aggressive approach? Never before had I assumedthe dominant role that been stirred deep within me and initiated sex inthis way. Would she enjoy this? Would I be laughed at? Could I handlethe pressure? The mutual love and. There was a party, again. Doesn't this seem to center around the parties or what? That's because that is where all the excitement happens.We were not going to be spending the night together this time, because all the girls were doing stuff at some point early in the day, except for me and Kaitlin. We had voted not to spend the night together, just to make life simple. We figured that we may end up sleeping over at each other's house or whatever, but we didn't plan it.Of course there was the.