I twiddled my toes, enjoying the feel of wet sand beneath them, "Hmmm, what about me what?" What's your 'one day when'?"To be with you, silly. I go wh...ere you go. Isn't that obvious? "It doesn't matter where I am, what I'm doing, so long as I'm happy," I replied. Life would take me wherever she meant for me to go. He just looked at me and smiled. I was happy now, so, maybe, I had already arrived.There were groups of people, mostly families with children, spread out along the beach as we just. ” You urged me, and I complied. I rested a hand on your hip, keeping myself stable as I pressed your cock further into my throat, constricting my airflow. I whimpered out a whine that sounded a bit too much like a moan, and you grinned. “You really get off on sucking cock, don’t you?” I tried to verbally respond, but you tugged sharply at my hair, correcting me. “Don’t talk with your mouth full.” I somehow managed to accommodate all of your length, and in turn, held my nose against your pubic. I pushed my cock head in and around the opening, but didn’t push it in, just to tease her. She moaned, and thrust her hips higher, granting me even easier access to her slutty, wet pussy.I slowly, inch by inch, shoved my hard cock into her tight cunt. Feeling her open, slippery and hot love-tunnel. She grunted, and I held my cock still, buried deep in her pussy, not moving. She began rhythmically began moving her hips and ass, back and forth, fucking herself on my hot pole. The amazing feeling. Mark and Felicity were sitting on the sofa in the cabin's family room, discussing Kenny MacGovern's latest e-mail."So what do you think? Do we believe him?" asked Flick."I'm not sure that's the important question here. It's a bit like what he says in his e-mail - it doesn't really matter if we believe him or not. There's no real risk in us having a look at this Luke MacNab. No, the real question is do we tell DI MacIntosh?" Why wouldn't we tell Drew?"Think about it. He's got a warrant out for.