'Barbara smiled and ran up the beach to the towel again. Her friend had no choice but to follow.As they walked past the old men, they saw how they wer...e all looking at them and talking in between them selfs.Back, another message was waiting for them. Enjoy the sun for now....The two lay down and chatted with each other. Barbara talked about her master and the tasks he had given her so far while her friend talked about the preparations of the wedding. After an hour and a half, the phone zoomed. I didn’t even look in the other booths.I pulled my pants down, I was wearing a jock. That’s when I hear the guy from the other booth say, “Damn, nice white ass!” I liked the sound of his voice—deep and masculine. He told me to turn and show him my ass.I had to listen. I turned and bent slightly, my muscled ass parted and my hairy hole showed. My buddy went nuts, “Oh yeah! I’m going to fuck that white ass. I just wanna know if you want my black dick through the hole or if you want to come into. And for good reason - Holly had gotten the top of each boob tattooed. The tattoos were a string of pin-up girls: above Holly’s left breast, one was showing cleavage of her own, the next was bent over, exposing white panties, and the next was leaning back with her legs spread, showing off a patch of pubic hair.On the right breast, the first girl was topless, the second was naked and spanking herself, and the third appeared to be touching herself and winking.If she didn’t feel so flat, Dakota. My hand slipped your panties all the way until they became a puddle at your feet. I gathered some of your juices with my fingers and rubbed it into your skin, working my way back up your leg. This time my hand cupped your pussy and a finger began to slide up and down your slit. I could feel you spread your legs, inviting my fingers deeper. Your juices began to flow freely and I could feel your arousal mounting. Your hair smelled so good as it fell across my face. I was so happy to hold you in.