When I came back outside, I saw that the nearby strangers were sitting on the sand next to our blanket and engaged in an animated discussion with Emma... As I approached, I could see that both the guy and the girl were even younger up close than they had initially appeared at a distance. The guy stood up and offered his hand, which I shook."Hi, sir," he said. "I'm Jack, but you can call me Jake. Everyone does." The girl smirked as he said it. He tipped his head in the direction of the young lady.. I laughed because when he pulled his undies down his cock sprang up and slapped his belly. I thought to myself omg that things pretty darn big. He asked what’s so funny I said oh nothing really it’s nothing. He said wanna touch it? I was like no not really and again the game of oh come on just touch it. I dare you to touch it he said looking smug, well that did it, I walked up to him and reached down and grabbed his hard cock. I know that I couldn’t get my hand around it, and I thought omg are. A whole series of emotions raced through her like competing horses at that race her daddy had watched on TV. What was it? The Kentucky something or other. It didn’t matter. This wasn’t a race. She had time to think about everything. She spent a few seconds on ‘I’m not a virgin anymore. I thought I already wasn’t, but I was wrong, but now I’m definitely not.’ That was followed by, ‘Don’t care.’ Her hand went to land on her father’s thigh. He was real. All this was real. She’d done it! She’d. When just the tip of his cock was left inside Liz’s bleeding pussy, He felt pressure in the small of his back. Liz wanted the long wide cock back inside her and she began pulling him into her body as hard as she could. Time after time Dan’s cock plowed into her cervix and with every trust his public bone would hit her clit. Liz once again felt the never ending waves of heat and electricity flowing through her body. Her body was again having a wet and wild orgasm as squirt after squirt of her.
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“Mum will be home soon!” She said almost matter of factly and lifted her straps of her swim suit to cover her breasts once again. She smiled a
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