She reached for the money and put it in her purse. I held out my hand to her. "Would you accompany me to the penthouse?" She stood and took my hand an...d we walked to the elevator to go upstairs. I led her to my bedroom and she looked around nervously. "Um, what do you want me to do first?" she asked softly. "First I want to see those perfect little tits," I said and unfastened the clasp at her neck and let her dress fall. They were just as I had imagined. Tiny and tan capped with small brown. Her beautiful body was being showed off through her sheer, wet bathing suit. She decided that it was time to meet the man who has excited her all morning while she has been on the beach. Walking out of the water and straight towards him, she smiled and waved him down off the deck. He was more excited then he could ever remember being and he jumped up out of his chair and walked to meet her. This is the opportunity that he has been waiting for all summer. She extends her hand, ‘ Hi, I’m Megan.’. . could try..." I forced out, faking sheepishness. I gently touched a finger to her mouth. Suzanne's face took on a disturbed look as she struggled with the idea.After several seconds of hard thought, she began to tremble. Slowly, ever so slowly, she began to bend her knees, lowering herself to face my cock. With the fingers of one hand, she tentatively circled the base of my cock. Balanced on the pumps, with one hand against the wall of the gondola to support herself, she slowly leaned. She licked her lips.Nodding towards the back of the pickup truck, she asked, "So, um, is there a bed under that camper shell?" Yeah," I replied. "Or at least, what passes for one. There's a mattress, and a couple of blankets and pillows. I set it up for camping."She laid her hand gently directly on the bulge in my Bermuda shorts. Squeezing softly, she nodded once and then softly said, "Maybe we'll get back there in a little bit." She started undoing my shorts. "First I want to see what's under.