No chance of that. “Do it, cum in me.” Tegan urged, changing back to an inside back-forward motion as Sam held in his breath then releasing it with a loud groan of relief. Tegan felt the warmth of his semen flooding into her and her breath caught in her throat as her vagina clenched, milking Sam as her clit twitched and throbbed, then all at once her muscles relaxed and she sagged with relief, collapsing indian against Sam with a guttural groan and breathing hard. They lay like that for awhile, Sam still inside her, listening to the crashing waves for awhile longer until Tegan eventually rolled off him, adjusting her bikini so it covered her pussy. Rationalising that there were probably plenty of women on the beach with a lot more to show off candid going around topless anyway, she untied the string at her back and took the bikini off, throwing it into her beach bag. Sam pulled his shorts back up to cover his sticky cock and retied the drawstring as he cast a furtive glance around them. There was no one nearby or obviously looking in their direction. “Don’t think anyone saw.” “That’s a shame.” Tegan rebutted sarcastically, squrming around a bit as she felt his slimy spunk coagulating inside her. She liked the feeling, but there was no denying it was a strange one. She squirted some more sunscreen into her hand and started smearing it on her chest, her pale unfreckled skin and pink nipples likely a gleaming magnet for UV radiation. “Need a hand?” Sam asked with a smirk flashing in his voice. Tegan lay back on her towel, putting her hat over her face. “Haven’t you had enough?” “Never.” Sam glanced past Tegan to the crowded of people further down the beach. “You don’t care if people see?” “A little, I don’t necessarily want to invite strangers to come and watch me or anything. But they’re strangers, it’s not like I’m ever likely to run into them again.” “So you’re not embarassed as long as there’s no long term repercussions?” “Embarassed, sure. But manageable embarassment.” Tegan sat up, putting her hat over her beach bag. “So?” “So if I told you to walk to the other end of the beach right now, past all those people, that would be ok.” “I assume you mean topless.” “Obviously.” “Is there a point to this or are you just challenging me to amuse yourself?” “I like the idea of watching you walk past all those people who maybe just watched us fuck. But also I’m hot and want an ice cream.” Sam pointed at an ice cream truck parked on the sand. he is one lucky guy.. It has been a few months of heavy torment for pregnant Pinkie and her udders. She indian had a wild grin and wide eyes. Who am I to judge? I am very turned on at the thought of a man with a ‘magnificent’ cock masturbating for Sarah and me. She reached down and hit the button to unbuckle herself. Then her tongue ran up along the shaft and she started to play with the head. I just candid didn’t think she was going to make me do it in front of flashing the entire brothel. Cream-Puff suddenly gushed a big, wet puddle onto the kitchen floor. They are rock hard for you. you let out a involuntary moan of excitement as his head pushes up against your prostate. The whole drive her noxious, sickly sweet perfume, invaded my sinuses, causing me some irritation. I mustered up all the energy in my body, to yell, She had never seen it before, not close up like that. The next morning we ack like nothing happened. “I miss Master.” I placed my lips on her pussy, directly above her button and kissed.