She walked along the beach for several hours, until she thought where the hell am I. She came up to a beach house and decided to ask how far she was f...rom her hotel room. She knocked on the door and a woman asked her what she wanted. She explained how she walked forever and didn’t realize how far she had really gone. The woman told her to come in and offered her a glass of wine or a beer. That they were having a small party and she was welcome to hang out with them till morning and someone could. He was just walking up to the door to leave and get back on the road when a pickup with two teenage girls pulled up across the street. Now that was more like it. He hesitated at the door, pretending to dig for something in his pocket, waiting for the girls to get out. The girl in the passenger seat finally got out and began walking down the street. She was perfect. She couldn't have been over sixteen. He liked them between in those teenage years, around thirteen to sixteen.She looked beautiful. "I'm sorry, but that was fucking hot!" I was still chuckling. "I wonder when she started shaving" was what I think Shelley said. Between usually not giving a shit what sprays out of this bitch's suck-hole, and her mumble slurring at the moment, I was in translate mode.I slid across to the left until I was occupying DanyAnne's previous seat. I then reached out with my arm and put my hand on her left hip. The palm of my hand felt the heavy beating of her pulse. I leaned in and kissed her. She was. "I don't know what made you change your mind, but I think I know a way to reward you." Her hand deftly slid inside my waistband, and grasped my flaccid cock, trying to bring it back to life. Good as it felt, I couldn't be dishonest with her."I didn't do it for you," I told her, as kindly as I could. "I did it for me." Lisa's hand snapped out of my shorts quicker than I thought possible, as she walked in front of me, a curious expression on her face. "I'm worn out, and exhausted from too much.