He kept watching her to see if she was looking at his cock which was barely covered. Another man on the beach was wearing a thong that covered only hi... cock which was huge also. The men here all seemed to be overly endowed. She wore a two piece suit but was nothing like the women here who seemed to love showing their bodies. Some were even nude. She kept staring at her cousin's hubby and was amazed at the size of his cock. His speedo could almost not contain him. Her cousin was a lucky woman. Then I masturbated while I watched them.“Oh shit this is hot,” I said.But then Jeanette moved my hand and she started finger fucking me. She put her fingers into my pussy as deep as they would go and I just tried my best not to cum right away. A threesome was on my bucket list too, but I guess I was really getting a jump on it.“We should do this more often, so this so far beyond kinky,” I said.Then John took Jeanette's hand that she finger fucking me with and took her fingers in his mouth. That. “You’re, like, so stiff, baby! You have such a groovy dick!” she enthuses, the stud’s spit slathered tool throbbing in her face. “And you’re working up a real big load for me! I can tell!” she adds, giving the stud’s sperm bloated balls a loving little squeeze. “Holy shit! You really know how to suck cock!” the stud gasps. The hippie giggles in response; “It’s all part of being a chick!” she replies happily, before putting her mouth back to work on the freckle faced stud’s pulsating pecker… “Is. " As she complied, he sniffed. As he expected, her breath was a combination of Lana's pussy and his whiskey. He walked down to Lana and repeated the process, detecting alcohol (but no sex) on her breath as well. Laura too, it seemed, had helped herself as well. Pete returned to his spot in front of the three of them. "Well, that's enough proof for me. I think you can all guess what this means. I am deeply disappointed. I trusted you alone for an evening and you get drunk on my whiskey. None of.