It was on that beach I could see first hand what men looked like, in various stages from flacid to fully erect, these images for both off us were powe...rful, as they awakened desires and kick-started the process of turning girls into women. We were at an age of knowing right from wrong and giggles were masking ulterior motives and deep feelings of lust.In the water was where the groping and feeling was taking place. Snorkling gave a good view underwater and my first ever show of a woman jerking. Ann was a plump red headtype around 5'5” and 150 lb. wearing a blue business suit. Cindy, a bisexual,occasionally took liberties with her female captives but so far nothing aboutthis one particularly aroused her. Within 20 minutes their quarry emerged from the store carrying a shoppingbag her pursue over her shoulder. Cindy and her partner calmly exited theirvan timed just right to intercept Ann as she worked to her car. “Excuseme Miss Brown, I am a bail agent for the Acme Agency and you are. He only sweet talks us cause we work for him. Ain’t that right Mr. Richards.” Candy laughingly joked. Mr. Richards? So that was his last name. Was he the owner of this club. It fit the name. It certainly explained his substantial wallet. Strange she had known him quite a few months now and he had never told her his last name. He had told her his name was Antonio. But shortly after meeting they had developed into something more meaningful. What she didn’t know, but he had told her not to call. Then she added:“Right there. You making me cum again!”I fucked her like she wanted for a couple more of minutes and she came for the second time, screaming her pleasure and praising my cock. I took it out and looked at her ass plugged and her pussy red and wet. I reached for the buttplug impatiantely and pulled it out slowly, ready for some ass fucking. She was ready too because shw turned to ask me:“Want my ass?”“I want it so bad!”“Fuck it, please fuck it! Fill my ass with that nice cock of.