He was at home here as he was on the beach. It was all his life and nothing mattered when he was here. Other people lived their lives in a scurry of w...orries and concerns, but for those moments when he was up here, he was free. The shoreline was crashing around ahead of him and he was watching it approach as the steady bob of the wave dipped going over some underwater obstruction. His knees flexed to take the bob in his stride and he looked up just in time to catch sight of what lay ahead.. We spent the rest of the Sunday at home fucking as much as we could. The following week was the same. When my mom got home from work we petted and kissed each other which always led us to bed. Mom said that I during that week I must have filled her womb with a gallon of jism.I took her to a mall and we bought her some jeans, the first she'd had in years. She was looking for a high priced brand name but I convinced her to buy slim fit, stone washed Levi's. We also bought some white tee shirts. The more I stared at them, the more aroused I got. It only took a few seconds before their alluring appearance got too much for me to handle. Momentarily forgetting about my real world troubles, I rushed over to my friends and literally tackled them to the ground. Before they could figure out what was happening, I had pulled them in for a passionate, three-way kiss. Exploring both their mouths at once proved more difficult than I initially accessed, but I refused to give up, alternating between. I scream with the agony coursing through my breast, and then with no real warning, an explosion of ecstasy floods my belly. My body is out of control, thrashing in orgasm under you. And still you keep pounding into me like a madman. You are panting and moaning, your sweat dripping onto my face, by breasts, my belly. I realize you are near to coming and quickly make a decision. "Oh, honey. Don't come in me. Please. I want to see and taste your cum. Please cum on my face. Cum on my face.".