. with big ol’ nipples and areolas the size of pancakes...”He tossed her over and latched on to one of hers. “Strawberries,” he hissed, nippin...g one, then rolled me beside her. “All the strawberries I’ll ever need.”Sometimes we really do keep each other on a simmer all day. Nudity on the beach was a simmer. Here, clean, fresh, naked in bed together, the pot boils over.We spent three days in Pensacola, then eased eastward. Ben says ‘armpit of Florida’. Water’s clear, but the shallows extend way. Usnephirse jor ka dhakaa mara ooooooooooooooohh ab tojarur meri gaand phat gayee. Sale nikal do meri gaand phat gayee. Teri maai ki saala nikal mai jor jorse samir ko gaali dene laga. Gaand me pura dard ho raha tha. Lekin samir pagal ho gaya tha. Usne phir se jorka dhakka mara uske baad our ek ab pura lunnd meri gaand me chala gaya. Muze to rona aa raha tha. Pagal salene meri gaand phad di thi ab jor jor se gaand me lunnd in out karne laga. Kisi pagal kutteki taraha. Mai use gaali deta raha. I was instantly concerned that she had followed our sex but by slipping out the door and running away again. I guessed that she had done that before. The light was on in the bathroom. I walked over hesitantly, afraid of what I would find. When I opened the door, I could see Danny on the floor of the bathroom, curled into a ball, still naked. She was evidently still awake by the way that she rocked slightly. I knew that look and it brought back memories I would rather have forgotten. Ashamed, I. Careful to maintain my composure, I lifted slightly and he shoved that skirt up to the bottom of my panties on my right hip. His hand instantly followed, his fingers tracing out the line of my underwear under the pantyhose. I thought things would end there, but it was only a moment before I felt a finger nail sawing at the tightly stretched crotch of my pantyhose and then, pushing through to gently massage the short, stiff hairs of my snatch through the thin, and wet, material of my panties..