Her mind and body were saturated with ecstatic spasms and contractions. ‘OHHHH .. GODDDD ..’ Emily couldn’t keep up with her frantic counter thr...usts and she slumped down onto her Plant Lover and let the waves of ecstasy explode across her body. The clitoral massager now began to push Emily toward her orgasmic trip point. Its suctioning ‘lips’ and ‘throat’ began deep sucking strokes along the entire length of her mini erection-like organ. The excruciating, ecstatic sensations gripped her. I had loved Mr. Drake, and here was his wife with someone else the day after his funeral.I went over to the closet while Mrs. Drake was trying to stop me, but I was determined to find out what was going on. It almost blew me away to find Eric naked and trying to hide in the closet behind some dresses. "What's going on around here. Mrs. Drake, what's this all about? Mr. Drake is just buried and you're doing something awful. I don't care if you fire me. Why are you doing this with Eric? Didn't. It had fascinated me for a while and I decided it was now or never. I grabbed a towel and threw a few things into my rucksack and set off down to the sea. I had checked out the beach on the first day of my holiday and noticed the signs so I knew if I headed the right way where I would find the nudist area. When I walked onto the beach I noticed it was largely empty. There were a few people near the water’s edge and some others in the middle. I chose a spot near some rocks near the cliff face at. It would have looked repulsive if they had been any more corporeal. Only her breasts, and the glistening nexus of her legs were being left untouched - and thus bare and exposed in the light of her living space. And the way she was moving. Her body assumed a wanton, beseeching position, pelvis raised and inviting open to any eyes that might have been in the vicinity. She knew he saw her. And he was doing nothing. He was waiting. She knew it now. She could send him away with a word, or a real.