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White Bikini, Tina, Water, Oh My!

Date: 7/15/2017, Categories: First Time, Hardcore, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

I'd like to do today. Hmm, Tina on all fours, slipping lacy panties down over her sweet little bottom, her butt… &#034Can we go to Tortola today? Have lunch there? I liked the burgers,&#034 Tina said, interrupting a very nice thought. &#034I can make burgers.&#034 &#034Yeah,&#034 she said, and added with a grin, &#034but I can't buy clothes here. I saw this tiny little...&#034 and walked out to the hall. Shit. &#034Tiny little what?&#034 I yelled after her. A giggle echoed in the hall. ********** Pulling into the marina, I looked over and saw a boat just leaving, a young guy my age with a pretty girl with him. She looked about twelve, small full breasts, a lovely waist and gentle flare of hips, gorgeous tight small bottom and coltish legs. Her hair was glossy, black and thick, tumbling down her back in gorgeous waves. She had an elegance about her, a classic beauty, South American? I felt a stab of envy. He had a 42' Lightning. Oh well. Maybe after the next book. Tina and I strolled along the street, hand in hand, window shopping for nothing in particular. I liked holding her hand. She saw the lingerie shop across the street. &#034Over here,&#034 she said tugging Chet's hand, crossing the street. &#034Oh no. You are not getting me in there,&#034 I insisted when I saw the underwear shop. I could just imagine the looks I'd get when Tina started picking out sexy undies. I had visions of a sales lady whispering into the phone as she stared at me, calling the police, 'there's this ... guy here with a c***d buying her sexy underwear, come quick'. Nope. I was not going in there. I browsed the book store after handing a fist full of money to Tina. There weren't any books I really wanted, but it kept me well away from that shop. Half an hour later Tina came waltzing into the store, bag in hand and a big grin on her face. That was all it took for me to feel my penis stir. Lunch was burgers and fries at Pusser's Pub, Tina eating voraciously, ketchup on her cheek, eyes glowing. We ate on the patio under a large umbrella, salty breeze keeping us just cool enough. It felt loud sitting on the patio. Compared to the silence at home in the bay, the snarl of traffic, car horns honking, seagulls cawing, and loud conversations around us sounded like a cacophony. All in all I felt good, lucky and proud to have Tina with me. I also felt horny. Somehow that little shopping bag next to her chair loomed large. It didn't matter where I looked, I could see it; couldn't ignore it. &#034Come on Tina,&#034 I whispered, &#034what did you buy?&#034 She thought Chet was horny and it made her grin. It was something in his look, sort of hot and intense. When he asked what she bought it confirmed it. He was, Chet was horny. He was horny for her! How fun. &#034I'm not telling,&#034 she said nicely, innocently, &#034but guess what?&#034 &#034What?&#034 She had my full attention. &#034You get to put them on me,&#034 and, after a pause, added, &#034and take them off!&#034 Damn, damn. Them? ...