Half an hour later, Kim had a two-foot diameter circle etched in the ground with the grass in the center dug out and replaced with sand from the beach. One by one, Mandy laid the stones that she gathered around the pussy edge of the circle. Lance came back with two arms full of sticks, branches, and a couple of small logs. As he was setting them down in a pile on the ground, he got to see his naked wife bent over at the waist straightening a rock. The sight of her bald pussy peeking at him from between her thighs was enough to make him remember how sexy the situation was. “Well, well, well,” Kim said, noticing him. Lance turned to her to see that her attention was on his crotch. He looked down to see that he'd sprung to attention. “Took you long enough,” Kim said. “I was starting to think seeing a naked woman Hairy was getting too mundane for you now. Glad to see you can still get it up.” She placed a hand on the underside of his member to inspect it. Lance ignored her comments and set the wood on the ground after she released his manhood. “Now,” Kim continued, “I'm sure you guys noticed this bright sun above us.” Instinctively, Lance and Mandy both looked to the sky as if there was something there to see. There wasn't. “And I'm worried that Mandy's pale white skin is going to get sunburned,” Kim finished. Lance saw that she was smirking and didn't think she sounded particularly 'worried.' “I have some sunscreen in my backpack, Mistress,” Mandy said. But Kim shook her head. “Oh, I don't think that will be necessary. I've heard that semen makes the best sunscreen in the world,” Kim said, deadpan. “Is that true?” Lance asked, brow furrowed. Kim rolled her eyes. “Geez, work with me here, Lance. ANYWAY, as I was saying, if only we had a ready supply of that sunscreen. OH WAIT. We do!” Kim grabbed Mandy by the wrist and put Mandy's hand on Lance's cock. “Start pumpin', girl,” Kim said. Kim put her hands on her hips and waited. Mandy looked up at Lance as she curled her chinese fingers around his meat. Slowly at first, then quicker she pumped him. “Make sure we don't waste any of the sunscreen!” Kim said over Mandy's shoulder. Mandy tugged and pounded on her husband's crotch in front of the eighteen-year-old. Before long, she noticed Lance beginning to quiver in front of her. “On your knees, Mandy,” Kim said from behind her. Mandy knelt down on the grass without japanese releasing her grip on Lance or breaking her rhythm. Four more tugs and dildo she heard the tell-tale grunt that warned her of the first splash of cum that hit her chest a second later. She kept pulling on his manhood as more streams landed on her body. He turned pussy her to sit on his lap with her sore burning bum. No telling what might happen by the time chinese I Hairy can get the phone and call 911.” "Let's . . . By the time they were both finally spent, the sun was beginning to dildo creep over the horizon. When I got back to the changing room Jon was there waiting. Midweek came as did Becca's period. I whimpered in delight. "Hey, son, how was your night last night?" he asked, turning the page of his newspaper. I wasn’t sure how I felt. Katie’s car sat parked in a spot so I pulled up next to it. Eddie, feeling Donna's vagina contract on his cock in a death grip, the spasm of his prostate almost painful, squirted his thick, creamy load deep inside of her. I powered up again as I touched and felt along japanese one of her legs.