She was shaking her head again, looking puzzled."Not the toys then... goodness... this is extremely unusual," she mused, looking at me oddly."Is there...something wrong?" I asked, understandably concerned. Unusual could mean many things, most of them bad."Not... wrong exactly. I'm really not sure what to make of it. Would you mind if I... ?" She held up her hand."Not at all!" I giggled. I was feeling decidedly light-headed. The whole examination was taking a turn for the surreal.She slid her. When Rua wanted me to show him the difference between kisses I explained that guys don’t normally kiss guys, only girls. I tried showing him a mental image of me kissing Gracie but only giving Bob a quick hug. It’s like he suddenly figured it out and flashed me a picture of him kissing Lou, but then hugging his wife just before fucking her brains out.I don’t know if we convinced them of who’s way was better, but at least we defused the situation for now.Not that I would’ve wanted to get it on. He released his grip from her arms, slipped his slicked cock out, and rolled onto his back on the bed.Willow crawled over him, pausing to suck greedily on his now fully hardened shaft, before straddling his waist. Breathing through her mouth, she gazed down, staring at the dark face lying against the white pillow beneath her. Together they angled his shaft till the tip bullied at her puffed pussy lips before she settled over him with a stiff shove of her hips.They gasped in unison. As she. Just a dirt track, but then widening out into a large flat area, ahead of us the sea. I pull up at the end of a beach, to the left a 150 foot high cliff, to the right a mile of glorious sandy beach. I'm just about to turn right when you stop me and point the other way. Ok, your still the boss, off we go. Within 30 seconds I'm face to face with the cliff. "Park here." you say, and out we get. You start unloading the car and heading down the beach. "But there is nothing here" I think to myself..