There were a half dozen trains through town on any given day but neither of us had any idea about the schedule. We were planning to stop on the sand b...ar just past and below the bridge. ***** About forty-five minutes, another beer and three kisses later, we arrived at the sand bar. It’s wide, but only about the middle quarter is above water and that’s only a few inches. We hand paddled up into the shallows until we beached. We stood and pulled the floats and boat up onto the hard packed sand. I. It was lovely of Her to be so understanding (and to let me see Her pose), but the problem was more than just nerves – and they were bad enough. Thing is, when looking at photos makes you cum in your pants – Miss Danica made me ALL the time – then you can’t really go to an amateur photo session, or camera clubs. I could hardly turn up in my mac, could I? Not and leave it on and done up throughout the session. But if I didn’t have cover, well, everyone would know what happened to me, wouldn’t. But that didn't seem to make a difference at first. There was no friction at all. One minute my cock was hard and straining in the open air, and the next I felt heat envelop my rod. Wet heat.It was fabulous. Christy must have liked it too because she went "Ahhhh!" as I slid into her. The tip of my cock hit something spongy feeling and stopped. I looked down and saw there was still at least an inch left outside of her. I had seen Daddy pull out and push back in, but it felt so good in there that. I felt his weight sift again, as he leaned forward over me and sucked one of my breasts in his hot mouth and softly tongued my nipple which instantly responded my getting hard. This produced the first sound from either of us, as I moaned. He continued sucking and licking my breast for several minutes and then moved over to my other breast and sucked it into his mouth, producing an even louder moan from me.After several minutes of this treatment, I was starting to writhe with desired, my whole.