There. Harder. Oh, Please" He pressed his face harder against her, inside her. His tongue finding her spot again and again. Her body responded. ...A jerk, muscles involuntarily tensing, releasing and tensing again. Pulling against the restraints, she pulled one hand loose and grabbed the back of his head. Then moved it to his hand on her breast, causing him to squeeze harder. "Oh. Oh, Now, Now." He continued to press against her clit, and slid two fingers inside her just at the time he. Tara agreed, and slipped off her espadrilles. The two took off down the beach, talking about the future, the k**s, work, and all the things they sometimes forgot to say.Sean and Tara were windblown, sandy and happy when they returned to the truck. Date night always invigorated their relationship, and tonight’s date night was no different. In fact, Sean guessed, tonight would probably be the first of many more “adventures,” as Amy had called them.Sean helped Tara into the truck, and walked. "Can you see your husband’s cock going in and out of my pussy, Wendy?" I asked. "It looks fantastic," she replied. "And I can see that it’s wet with your juices." After a few more satisfying strokes I indicated to Wendy that we should swap places and within seconds, she was squatting over Colin’s slippery cock and guiding it into her dripping pussy. Meanwhile I lowered myself onto Colin’s mouth but facing away from Wendy so that he could get his hands around my buttocks and probe me with his. “Sorry. I’m kind of bad at the flirty choices, too.”“Wait. You were flirting... with me?” Max shook his head. “That doesn’t sound right.”Paige rolled her eyes. “All right. Fine. I know you’re going to be hanging out with Nick and that he’ll probably drop a couple of lingerie models on the way to his seraglio for you to pick up...”“No, I was just surprised,” Max interrupted quickly. “Girls don’t usually flirt with guys who look like me.”“Ah, good. We can get this out of the way first thing.”.