Then he started walking to the back of the store, kind offorcing me to follow him.As we walked to the back, I tried to figure out if I'd ever seen him... before.Up close, the beard looked real. And he was definitely older than I was; atleast twice my age, maybe more. He had the kind of face that could beanywhere from sixty to eighty. But the voice was deep and strong, belongingmore to a man my age. And I couldn't place him anywhere.Trying to regain control of the situation, I said to his. I tried not to hurry through breakfast, and I think I was relatively successful.We sat back and enjoyed the excellent coffee."Oh my God!" Chuck said. "Look at that! I love Bermuda."He was seated across from me, where he could see the pool. Ian looked over. "Wow. You don't often see anything that nice..."Nick looked too and just grinned. He looked at me and winked.My back was to the pool but I twisted around to look for myself. Somebody had been shopping. Four identical French cut sting bikinis. This was when I was knew I was going to be doing the sucking. I stuck my tongue out and licked the fat head of his cock and savored the taste of Tony's cock which had already leaked precum. Tony pulled me up to my feet and took my shirt off, quickly only to push me back down on my knees and grabbed the back of my neck and shoved all of his cock in my mouth and to the back of my throat. I have a strong gag reflex and panicked for a moment as I resigned myself that Tony was in charge of this face. A wet splatter sounded as the scaly cock head impacted with the soft pink flesh of her dripping vaginal folds. The flared tip of the prick spiked into her snatch and she shrieked at the sudden stretching and brutal violation. Her tender virgin barrier was no match for the battering cock shaft, thin flesh tearing asunder, scarcely noticed as the beast bored deeper. Her pussy lips spread obscenely, tugging inward, tightly clasping the scaly cock shaft as it sank into her relentlessly. The.