She kneels in front of him and releases his cock; allowing his masculine seed to cover her naked chest. He twitches with orgasmic rhythm. As he begi...ns to relax, he feels the unmistakable warmth and wetness of a puckered mouth. He looks down to see she has engulfed his cock in her mouth. She is slowly stroking his massive manhood with her talented mouth and gently stroking his balls with her left hand while simultaneously fingering her clit with her right hand. He opens his eyes to see her. **************************And she was. She appeared at the door promptly at eight. She was getting the feeling that he didn't allow for much deviation from his plans. She was dressed rather conservatively in a little black cocktail dress, her blowsy blonde hair combed back and less wild than usual. Just a mild trace of red lipstick and rouge with a hint of Excite! perfume gave her a subdued yet womanly glow. Single pearl studs on her earlobes and simple black flats completed the striped. As she gradually dropped back onto the chair and the tremors subsided, I raised my head and looked up at her. My cock was aching for release, so I stood and looked over her mostly naked body as I opened my jeans and fished it out.She watched for a moment as I stroked my stiff rod, then leaned forward and jutted out her tongue to lick the precum from my head. I moved my hands to her hair as she slid her lips down my shaft to the base. She held the sides of my legs as she slid her mouth up and. The cold wind was blowing in off the water, pushing the heat back in land.Behind her were the sounds of the party still going on. She turned to look and should still see the dull glow of the dance floor just behind the rise of the sand dunes.Like ghosts the figures came over the rise, clothing dropping like autumn leaves. Laughing voices charging towards the surf.Bare skin dimpling at the first touch of the cold salt water, the sound of splashing filling the air as hormone enflamed bodies.