The sand was warm and white and squeaked underfoot as we walked over the dune and down to our destination. Being a Monday it was pretty deserted. Ther...e were a few piles of towels abandoned by those swimming or surfing and a couple of families further up the beach, but most of the people nearby were women, sun baking alone. One even had her top off while lying on her back, reading a book. As we walked past, I wondered how she could do that so brazenly. I'd never done anything like that before.. I dismounted from his face and Victor then sat up. He lifted the black girl still impaled on his dick and pushed her against the wall. Shania’s back rested there as he pumped in and out of her, now even harder.I went behind my hubby and inserted a long finger up his asshole.I enjoyed hearing them moaning in pleasure. I then slapped Victor’s buttocks, saying he was a bad boy. I got onto my knees behind him and began to lick his tight asshole. This sent hubby over the edge and he started coming. Emerill didn't really agree with the idea until Annette produced some digital photos of him and 'Rico' taken through the window of his house that very night. She explained that she was trying to capture pictures of a rare Black Squirrel that happened to be in his yard. Imagine her surprise when she returned home and saw what she had actually captured. Emerill took one look at the photos and wanted to shit himself. He sat there on Annette's couch in her family room with a look of dismay on his. Do you know how disconcerting it is to be told by my girlfriend to make-out with another girl? This is weird as fuck,” I pointed out incredulously.“Yeah, well, how would you feel if I said that for every kiss you shared with CC, that I was going to share one with Martin?” Amber inquired. The look on her face was unreadable.My face must have turned as pale as new day snow, “Uh, I ... uh ... please don’t. I ... I couldn’t handle that, Babe. Please ... please don’t say that is how we stay even or.