Cathy and Cheryl were their names, and I’d say they were both about40. Cathy was plumper and smiley, a real blonde I guessed. Cheryl had bigger hair... and was blonder, though that was because she was a bleached blonde I thought. It was really easy to strike up conversation and very relaxed, Australian-style. Cheryl told me that she lived by the beach and described how she loved to lounge on the sand, which was just up my street because there is nothing I am fonder of. (Almost). A number of other. I am talking a fantastic set of 36c's and Sheree loved to show them off! I loved to see her do it and loved to be with her when she did as it made her horny. One night we were sitting in a little bar/restaraunt know as Bungelow's having drinks with a coule of guys we knew when she went to the bathroom and removed her bra. I could tell by the way they jiggled as she came back to the table that she was swinging free. I asked her in front of the guys if she lost something in the bathroom and she. I pushed her back down! Now I had her full attention and she knew I meant business so she let me continue my licking and delving my tongue into her vagina as deep as I could while I diddled her love button to excite her and to get her womanly juices flowing. Damn! I needed to fuck her and I was as stiff as a stick of Scarborough Rock and ready to penetrate and inseminate her but naturally, she had other ideas!She told me to stop a moment, knelt-up and got off the bed. With her hands on her hips. “Oh God that’s big, that feels fucking beautiful” she said, throwing her head back and pushing her crotch into his. She loved feeling cock as deep inside her as she could. He lent down and sucked on her hard nipple as he slowly pulled his dick back – then shallow strokes with the tip of his dick before ploughing in up to the hilt. She squealed and he grabbed her ankles again, fucking her with hard strokes while kissing her legs. She followed his strokes with her fingers rubbing either side of.