There is a car park only 100 yards walk to the beach, so I parked the car and headed off with just a towel under my arm and a rucksack with a few esse...tials in over my shoulder.When I got to the beach, there were already a lot of people down there. As always, a lot of single guys, but a few couples as well and a very small smattering of single ladies.I always walk the length of the beach before choosing a spot, having made the mistake of getting seated and settled before realising that there. You found every string and strummed each of them in order. First, your lower stomach then up to your ripe breast to squeeze their fullness sends shocks through your body like the clashing of a symbol. This compounded with my tongue strumming your lower strings became a pulsating rhythm that you timed with your low moans. Finally, as your body moves with the beat we are creating, you are able to feel the bow I have for you. Even a deeper moan emulates from your delicate lips as you anticipate. She's works out a lot and used to be in the swim team at my old high school. I hate how bossy she is with me, but it's hard to say no to a girl who can beat you up. It's also hard to say no to that perfect body.My aunt Rachel sometimes helps me study, but she's not the smartest member of the family. Despite her recently moving in to help she has become a largest distraction, or rather 2 large distractions. Her tits had to be the biggest I've ever seen on a women that trim. She must get hassled. I could not reach it but could hear his zipper going down and feel his movement toward me. And then his dick was in my hand. Large and thick and pulsing. I can’t believe it, I am on his couch in his office about to get boinked by my ex! He leaned over me and kissed me, deeply. And then he smoothly kissed my neck and down my chest, opening my blouse as he went. Cupping my breasts, and tweaking the nipples he continued down until he gently pushed my knees apart and buried his face in my crotch. I.