He was very tanned and clearly sunbathed naked on a regular basis. At first we paid little attention to him. However, Mr V noticed that he was constan...ly looking at Mrs V. Moving between the two sun beds he had booked to get a better view of Mrs V's pussy.The man had been there about an hour when he got up and went for a walk towards the dunes that were behind us. He was gone for about 10 minutes. As he returned we could see his cock for the first time. Whilst it was not overly long it was. Then we'd all be even."She looked at me like I was crazy."We just found something special. I don't want to lose it," I said.I saw another look on her face I hadn't seen before. It was almost what I'd call crafty."You just wanna boom boom with me more." Of course I do," I admitted. "Wasn't it fun for you too?"She nodded. "You boom boom real good." That?" I said. "That was nothing. I boom boom much better than that when I can take my time."She smiled. "I don't know what to do," she said."Ever. I always wanted to do it with her, but the sleepovers stopped and we drifted apart as friends.I really enjoyed 'tribbing' you called it, but with the boys in the cars, it really wasn't the same. I think it's truly a 'girl thing'. Not that it wasn't enjoyable, but my fantasies always turned back to the first time. I guess girls should have been my thing. I mean, I still like a good stiff cock, but I think I like a wet pussy more, or at least as much."She looked at me with a puzzled look as. ”“You’re forgetting who’s boss here aren’t you, I’ll dojust what I like,” I said. “Anyway how many punters doyou take on each day? At least 10 I’d guess. As you work six days that must be at least 50 a week, over 200 a month, that’s 2400 per year and you’ve been working here just over 5 years, so that amounts to 12,000 shags! Your cunt must be as big as the Mersey tunnel by now.“Now stop sucking my prick and stand up so I can feelthis fucking big cunt of yours.”She stood up and I put my hands.