So this morning we went to the beach, she was very excited to be wearing her new white Myla bikini I got for her. Yes, white. After a short stroll, we...found the perfect place in between some dunes, the sand here in south Sweden is super fine and soft. The beach was nearly deserted, it being a Monday morning and all. She quickly took her clothes off and changed into her bikini, no modesty whatsoever. I hungrily looked on, her bathing suit was sheer when dry, I couldn't wait to see her after a. ” said Jimmy. “Hey look, she’s actually smiling,” said Tracy. Teresa entered the old ranch house, and everything had the appearance of a shiny new penny. It was great for Tracy and Jimmy to help get her setup. There was plenty of room and there was even a room for her artwork. Walking to the bedroom, she sat on the bed and let out a sigh of relief. As if all, the weight from that corporate bullshit lifted from her. Teresa and Tracy found what would been considered a “hayseed or redneck” bar. ”“You like the thought of me with other guys,” she says, then smirks. “Do you jerk off while watching Andy and me?”“No, but almost. I save my energy for you,” I answer. “Is that a yes, then?” I ask.“You’re in charge of our bedroom,” she says, then leans to put her mouth by my ear. “And, my tight, wet pussy,” she whispers, then looks at my face.Her voice and comment make my dick jump. With my time running out before I have to leave, I reach and pull her blouse open, then unhook her bra. Before. As I heard the bed creak and her moan out loud, I slid two fingers into my pussy, it was instantly wet and it felt tight around them. I slid my fingers back and forth, in time with how I imagined them fucking on the bed; in time with the sounds of the movement inside my bedroom. As their speed increased, so did my fingers.My other hand started to rub my clit as I built up to an orgasm. I could hear that Melissa was doing the same, only her verbal outburst told me this wasn’t her first and she.