She had a second vodka cooler and the guys were on their third beer.The disappearance of William's left hand co-incided exactly with a small moan from... Susan. A minute later her breathling was slightly more rapid and there was a flush on her face -- even through her tan. A few minutes after that William's right hand surupticiously clutched a napkin and eventually disappeared beneath the table. Then both hands appeared and in a while Susan was back to normal.None of what happened was lost on the. He climbed back on. He grabbed his cock and pointed the tip of it at me. He spat on it, a big white ball of spit landing on the shaft, he massaged it over the head and lined it up, hands on either side of me and in he went again. I moaned loudly this time, he thrust in hard and fast and pulled at my skin as he started humping me again. Jab, jab, jab, jab, jab, jab, jab. He moved the hair out of my face with his rough hands and looked at me intently again while he raped me, clenching his teeth. “Amy,” she dutifully replied.“Can I call you ‘Amy?'” I asked.“Sir, yes, sir,” she replied.“Do you have a boyfriend?” I asked. I didn’t see a ring on her hand, so I was pretty sure she was single.“Sir, no sir,” she replied, her gaze fixed straight ahead.“OK,” I replied, “I’m not going to force you to do anything you don’t want to do.”She remained stoic and focused. Neither of us said anything for quite a few more minutes. She took in a deep breath and forcefully exhaled. I could sense she was. I laughed. It is pretty much like we are at the beach. She ignored the sarcastic tone and added, pointing to the TV where a pretty blonde in a ponytail was giving a blowjob to a lifeguard on the beach, Nude beach, check. What is this? I asked, impressed by both the lifeguards big cock and the girls ability to easily deep throat it. This Aint Baywatch, she shrugged, adding, how perfect is that? Perfect, I responded sarcastically, while joining her on the beach. As we sipped our martinis and.