"Sure," I answered.He dug a hole in the sand about two feet deep and about two feet square. I stepped into it and kneeled down and then he filled the ...ole back up. My head was sticking out of the sand like I was some kind of sand monster about to pounce on unsuspecting passersby, if there were passersby on the beach at this hour."Hey love," I said to him then, "Why don't you walk over to that pizza stand we passed on the boardwalk and get us something to eat?" Sure, but will you be all right?. My navel was ticklish to an extreme, and the skin surrounding it was sensitive, and unforgiving. When I was alone, though, I could treat myself the way I needed to be, sliding and digging at the surface, pressing and squeezing, trying to tickle myself.My fingertips returned to my nipples again and again, never gentle with them, roughly manipulating them, in stark contrast to the gentle caresses on my stomach. My breasts welcomed me back every time, loving the pinch, or the tug on the thoroughly. And pressing Marissa's lower back forward she settled her arms against the edge of the pool, bending at the waist and leaving her perfectly tight ass wriggling back at me.I flipped her skirt up and dragged the soaked thong panties down until they were trapped at her knees underwater. I tested my target with a finger, and thankfully found my girlfriend to be moist and ready for me, as always. And so with a raging hard-on, still desperate to find Kaia, I eased myself forward and into Marissa from. After the ceremony, we started drinking at the reception, we were seated in a back corner, i got my hand under her dress, massaging her silky thighs, and was playing with her clit. she eventually couldnt hold back anymore, and had a silent orgasm. "i'll get you for that" was all she said. she went outside for a smoke, and i followed her, eventually leading her around in back of the club. we found a low wall, and she sat down. i lifted her dress, spread her legs, and tonguefucked her wet shaved.