The surf hushes behind you as you weave through towels, two frozen daiquiris in hand. Half-way to your umbrella, you stop short.
A large stranger kneels behind her. Her bikini top lies untied at her sides, her bottoms off on the sand. His palms glide across her back. She arches, eyes half-lidded, raising her ass to meet the impressive bulge in his shorts each time he presses forward. You clear your throat letting her know you are back.
Your wife smiles lazily up at you.
Leora's thoughts: This should be entertaining. God his hands feel like heaven... and that cock pressing against my pussy with each stroke. I wonder if Hour will let me have a taste...
Hey, love... this is Adam. He offered to help with... mmm... sunscreen while you were in line. She presses her wet pussy up against his cock halfway through
Adam flashes an easy grin but doesn’t lift his hands, smoothing lotion over the curve of her waist.
Adam: Just making sure she doesn’t burn man. Gotta take good care of a fine lady like this. grin
Your wife exhales sharply when his fingers slide down her sides to her legs.
Mmm... I told him you’d appreciate the assist. He’s reeeaaly thorough.
You set the drinks down, heart thudding.
You... mmmph... want to take over? Or I'm sure Adam would happy to make sure I am thoroughly satisfied...
She slides her gaze to Adam, then back to you, playfulness sparkling in her eyes.
I’m almost covered... mostly. Perhaps you just want to let him finish me off... I mean finish up? She says, winking, seeing how far you will let her play.
Leora's Thoughts: God his hands on my body feel good. Oh, he's moving further up on my thighs. I wonder if Hour will stop him before he get's all the way there, or let me have my fun...
Adam’s hands travel to her upper thighs. When his thumbs start stroking her outer pussy lips, she bites her lip, a moan slipping out as she lifts her ass giving him full access to her wet folds.
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