He does the same leaning back up, trailing the dull claws up her back and leaning down to purr into her ear. Really.. escapes his throat. She lets out... a low, growing moan at his clawing. Nyah… She grunted softly, squirming beneath Khaal. He leans up once more and uses his left hand to rub around the small of her back, and his right slowly begins to rub and squeeze itself between her legs. Akelta grunted in frustration as she desperately tried to spread her legs, but Khaal sitting on them didnt. She looked up and noticed that a man her age, also in good Shape, had walked up, placed his blanket on the sand near hers and began reading A book.Smiling, she attempted to strike up a conversation with him."How are you today?" Fine, thank you," he responded, and turned back to his book."I love the beach. Do you come here often?" she asked."First time since my wife passed away 2 years ago," he replied and turned back to his book."I'm sorry to hear that. My husband passed away three years ago. I thought about what might be happening. I got a call from Beth.“Can I suck a big black cock?”“Yes, of course, and you can go along with it.”I thought what am I telling her? I was off-guard. When did Fernando come? Will he fuck her. Oh shit, I thought.She came home 1 hour later and went to bed.In the morning, when I wake up, I saw she was reading the newspaper. And she prepared a coffee for me.When I was drinking it, I looked at her and she said, “Do you want me to tell what happened. I hitched a sharp breath when I felt his fingers touching my panty covered sex. I spread my legs for him, shifting slightly and trying to look bored, staring out the window, but my tummy was tumbling and my heart racing. My pussy had already grown moist and now he was stroking me through the thin cotton, rubbing up and down my slit so that y panty was pushed inside me a little.My own hand moved as well, crawling under Clark's coat until I felt the soft wool of his suit pants. I found the lump.