Zach had told the others that Bee had been her babysitter. He was surprised at the number of times Shannon spotted the Little Mermaid. He'd noticed ho...wever that every time Shannon shouted out that name, Kayla pulled him closer.A week later, Zach found himself walking hand-in-hand with Kayla along St. Pete's Beach. The mixture of the beautiful tranquil Gulf Shore and the party atmosphere of the bars and live music led to a magical evening.Zach realized two things that night. The first was sex on. This is the moment of transition for the b**st, the moment he knows the uniqueness of the moment, that the moment is the moment and the only thing to be aware of. Instead of the puffed and ruffled labia of a woman, Dad is concentrating on the well-prepared hole he is about to enter. This is no just everyday experience. In his mid-forties, Dad knows how often such exotic madness happens. Rarely, and with his son for the first time and fucking a boy and not a girl. The mix is in itself. She is a strong woman; it was like a bear hug. I even felt my back crack. She just laughed and after minute let me go.I slipped out of her and looked down at her pussy. It was overflowing with my cum, hers too I found out later. At that time, I was not aware that a woman had an orgasmic fluid like men. I was completely drained and I felt bad that I made such a mess. It was a surprise. I had never cum that much before.“Don’t worry about it, easy cleanup,” she said as she reached over to the end. Tomorrow nobody in the lecture hall would know except for her. More kisses. His pubes chafing her chin. A long line. Tracing his cock with her tongue. Ending on the tip, a little shimmering dot of pre-cum had formed, she licked it off. It was slightly salty. She sucked the head of his cock into her mouth again. ‘Good. Yeah. Good, that’s right.’ Mister Trevors panted. ‘You’re a natural. You’re intuition is right on. Go.’ He pressed her head further and further over his cock, her lips sliding.