Em froze, with her hand squarely between her thighs and completely naked. “Coming!” she yelled out, as she scrambled to get her clothes back on. S...he laughed to herself, wishing she had had the time to cum. She ran to open the door, and was immediately struck by the man she saw before her. At six-feet-tall with short black hair, he was an impressive figure. He was thin and wiry, but something about him belied his strength. “Hello ma’am, sorry to startle you. I’m Andy, and I was told you’re. I turn around. Twice. Two trails on the red soil, pebbles spread in a semblance of a country path - that should be the way up to the road. But I am not interested. I need to pee. Now! After a couple of steps to the left, I squat and pee. Oh my, what a relief!“Don dear, come out and enjoy the morning sun!” I shout his way, confident that we should be all by ourselves, surrounded by nature, on this lost road to the beach, I think. Yes! I can see the sycamores. A hundred meters ahead of our car,. His balls hit my ass as he bangs like his life depends on it. I feel the knot deep in the pit of my stomach as another orgasm starts to build. His thrusts are shorter and faster as he approaches orgasm and his eyes are shut tight. "Oh ....yeah....oh.....fuck yeah..." he cries as he keeps up a ferocious pounding. I never want this to end but I can feel my orgasm nearing. My thighs tense as I reach climax and as I arch my back, a final deep plunge brings his release as well. We both cry out,. . now push!"Air was expelled from Beverley's lungs and Malcolm gasped in pleasure as his cock slid into her slick sheath all the way to the root in one smooth stroke. A hot, tight, wet tunnel that felt absolutely amazing gripped his entire cock."What did you stick into my poor little pussy?" Beverley gasped with the little air she could muster."Am I hurting you? Should I pull it out?" Malcolm asked as he started to withdraw."NO!" Beverley commanded. "Don't take it out! Just work it back and.