Julies nipples hardened under the two patches of cloth held together by strings that were her top. Their arrival and strip show had not gone unnoticed...by their beach neighbors. Again, the old ladies frowned on their wanton display while the men openly stared. They lay down together on the blanket. The warm sun and cool breeze contrasted to make a perfect day. Tom turned his head toward Julie and quietly giggled. Julie asked what was so funny. He whispered for her to turn over on to her back. As. If she liked this as much as I liked doing it we were in for some fun. I continued to lap between her pussy lips a dozen or so more times, each time she trembled. Then as I licked my way along I stuck my into her pussy hole, just a little and then a lot. That was it her legs gave way and she fell to the floor, onto her hands and knees. I lowered myself behind her and proceeded to lick her pussy up and down, on every third up I pushed my tongue as far into her pussy as I could. Before long she. What she’d been doing last night - that was what she was built for. Carlotta loved her job, but something about the stranger’s eyes feasting on her body as she brought both of them to orgasm after orgasm... It was more satisfying than anything she’d ever accomplished professionally. It felt so right.Even now, she was tempted to go down on him before she left - the one thing that she’d foolishly failed to do the previous night - but it was a big brunch day, and she didn’t want to be late.Before. My knees tremble and almost buckle with the pleasure this gives me. I hear your breathy moans over the intercom. For a while I allow myself to think that this is enough, that the ecstasy from the feel of your face moving back and forth across the button, your breath against it, the hardness of you pressed against the house, will satisfy my craving. But this is a delusion. Nothing, nothing in the World will ever be enough until I feel your hardness as deep inside my home as it will go. You know.