We’re going to the beach!I turned my face to try and hide the truth that I know would be written all over it and instead lied and rebutted a weak �...�N-n-no! He laughed and I couldn’t help but smile. Sure enough, about twenty minutes later my tires were turning into a sandy parking lot overlooking the beach.I went to the backseat and grabbed all the supplies we would need: a blanket, picnic basket, cooler, and an overstuffed backpack. We linked arms and made our way to a perfect and secluded part. She arched her back, pushing her pussy into my fingers. I shoved my middle finger into her pussy. “Yes,” she moaned while it slipped inside. She was wet! “Yes, yes, yes,” cried out Lynne while my middle finger was now acting like a small cock fucking her. I stopped finger fucking her and moved my middle finger all around the inside of her pussy. I found her G-spot and rubbed all over it. “AHHHHH!” cried out Lynne after playing with her G-spot gave her an orgasm causing her legs to shake.. There was just me, Mistress whom I had to obey and Kat, especially her tongue. My body trembled, I felt beads of sweat on my forehead and I certainly would have felt my juices running down my legs hadn't it been for Kat who lapped them up faster than I could produce them.It was Mistress's words that ripped me out of my own little, hot and wet world full of wonderful sensations and the struggle to keep my posture. They didn't only rip me out of that world, they also made me aware that we were. He's a passionate man and our sex life is great, but mostly within the confines of our four walls at home. I can only recall him having such an undeniable urge like tonight maybe once or twice, and that was more than twenty years ago when we were still horny teenagers. Mind you, like tonight he wouldn't wait then either. His desire was so great that he had to have me right away, not caring to find somewhere private. And boy did he have his way with me. His passion knew no bounds and as he took.