”“I was only kidding ... I see the love you have for him and I see the wonder in his eyes when he looks at you. Now get your butts up and let’s ...get to work.”Marty and Matty French came up from their pile of blankets as if spring loaded, when they were awakened by their Mom and Angie talking.Marc was hungry, after the flushing of his system yesterday, he felt empty, and rightfully so.They watched as he hooked the fork in his crooked fingers. Though he made a mess, he fed himself for the first. Leigh was blown away and sent some back of herself playing with her clit and Tony fucking her from behind.Anyway back to upping the game on the beach, we fucked four times today, one in bed and three times in public. With all the attention I’ve been getting my clit was still a little sensitive so once the towels were down and the umbrella up Mike brought out a pocket rocket vibrator and instead of rubbing my clit he started to vibrate it instead. The pocket rocket is fairly quiet but there was. She didn't speak on the way, except to give directions, and by the time we got seated, my curiosity was killing me.I guess neither of us was very hungry. She ordered the minestrone, saying it was the best in the city, but that it was a meal by itself, and I followed her lead.The soup was, indeed, delicious, but after the first spoonful, I didn't taste much of it."You're recently divorced," she began "aren't you Luke?" Yeah, two months." I could have added 'five days, one hour, and twenty-seven. As we continue to kiss, you slide a hand downward, caressing my breasts through the fabric and making my already-aroused nipples stand out all the more. Slowly, without breaking our lip-lock, you let your hand wander down my belly toward my crotch. You can feel the outline of my mound through the fabric, and you can tell that I’m not wearing underwear. You reach inside my bodice and cup one of my breasts in your hand. Your fingers move to my nipple and pinch it lightly, rolling the nipple.