And then detonated.I struggled to catch my breath while watching Bevvie turn around and go back to the beach."Phew," I whispered."Phew is right," Jean...-Luc said back. "But that doesn't even begin to cover it."I took a few seconds re-learning how to stand on my own without help.Jean-Luc tied the back of my bikini top, and put the bottom back in place and tied the side. I climbed down from our hideaway, and he climbed down right after me.He took my hand and we walked the path toward the beach.. The first thing that entered my mind was, "You fucking cocksucker" and the next was a confused, "What the fuck?" Why had Helen not gone back to work for Denny and instead gone to work for the man who had forced his cock into her ass and then made her suck his filthy cock clean?Every time I thought of those shit covered cocks being forced into her mouth I had to smile, but the more I thought about it the more curious I became. It just did not make sense to me. From what I saw she enjoyed fucking. "Michelle take off all your clothes," Garry commanded. Michelle stripped off her two-piece bikini."Kyle I want you to open the food basket and take out a chicken wing," Garry looked menacingly at Kyle. As Michelle stood there naked, exposing her shaven pussy and big breasts, Garry could see that both his cousins' cocks were stiffening and probably were going to beg Garry to allow them both to fuck Kyle's mom. Kyle could see it also, in their eyes. Kyle responded,"Yes master." Kyle took out a. Yet it was so intense that she quaked in feelings of wanting and needing more. Desires surfaced and it was all she could do to hide this. Then the moment they spent time alone in the dusk of the evening, sharing champagne, feeling the same things from one another, it was all like a dream that she never wanted to awaken from. The moment that 'she' turned to face her, their bodies so close, heat emanating from each other, sharing that first kiss under the stars that deepened and deepened, looking.