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Not able to stand it anymore, you reach for me, pull me up to your face and kiss me hard. You roll me onto my stomach in the sand and grab my hips, pulling me up onto all fours. You just have to have your way with me right now, and still holding my hips, you pull me back to meet your throbbing cock and ram it into me. You pump away at me, furiously, holding my hips and controlling the rhythm. I reach for my clit and stroke it to match you. It feels inthevip parties and drunk girls incredibly good to have you inside me, I love being fucked by you! I feel the making of another orgasm building, as were doing coping with Dr. Carson's death from earlier in the year, and after thirty minutes or so of talking with the two, he became satisfied you pound away at me, balls slapping against my ass. As it builds, I feel your grip tightening on me as you tell me to cum with you. The rhythm increases, and a bolt of pleasure runs through me as my body is wracked with an intense orgasm. A tiny tits moan escapes you, and I feel you cum inside me. Still shuddering, you run your hands over my back and grab my tits, massaging them. It feels so good when you touch me, I can’t get enough of you. Collapsing in the sand, spooning, your arm around me, we quietly drift off to sleep listening to the sound of the surf …