Watching her cavort in these open surroundings would easily arouse even a monk.We returned to a beach blanket and our brews under a palm branched roof...ed cabana, secluded from view. I sat on the blanket as Patty straddled me. "You're so squeaky clean," she remarked as she fondled my cock. "Let me moisten you up." Bending over, she took my tool in her beer soaked mouth and slobbered it with attention, moving her head slowly up and down. I embraced those beautiful tits, cool to the touch from. I was kind of a geek with black rimmed plastic glasses like Buddy Holly wore, and a funny (as I look back at it) short haircut. I was into sports like golf, bowling, hunting and fishing rather than the major ball sports like baseball, football and basketball. I was one of the best students in science classes but average in classes like english and history. I was not one of the A crowd. When I was 21, less than a year after getting married, I was 202 pounds and every pound was where it. He didn't mind that he had to listen to a sermon before they fed him. He had grown a beard and his hair was long and uncombed. He was filthy from life on the streets. No one wanted to come near him. He noticed that people avoided him and he couldn't understand the reasoning of it. He lived in poverty but it didn't occur to him. He never spoke anymore. If asked a question, he ignored it. He had nothing to say to anyone. So he wandered listlessly staring at every long haired blond he ran. Now she knew that I was not sleeping and I opened my eyes. She left my dick but was staring into my eyes with lust.I moved forward and kissed her lips, she closed her eyes and put her hand behind my head to hold my hair, and started kissing me passionately.Our tongues were playing with each other and we were exchanging our saliva. During this passionate and wild kissing, I put my hand on her boobs and started pressing them.This made her wilder and she started to use her teeth. Now my lips were.