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A CRACK ON THE BEACH - PART TWO

Date: 10/3/2017, Categories: Lesbian Sex, Masturbation, Mature, Author: hamba001, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

The continuation...(the entire story is available as a Kindle Download from Amazon under the title, A CRACK ON THE BEACH (65 pages!) Enjoy. “Do you want to see more of her?” I asked quietly, my breath out of sync. She kept looking at my wife, moulding her breasts, almost mashing them. She took her time in replying. She finally nodded, not even glancing my way. I stood up and took off my shorts, but kept my underpants on. As much as I wanted to be naked, I didn't want to spoil Cee’s experience and whatever fantasy she was indulged in. It was highly erotic and my bare arse and erect cock would, I believed, intrude and turn the experience into something else, something that it wasn't meant to be. I lowered my underpants down a bit so, at least, my rigid member had some space, some air. I walked over to my sl**ping wife and stood by her side so that when I removed the towel, Cee would have a good view. I did not know if Shy wore panties. Cee was watching with intent, both her hands now beneath her blouse, her legs slightly spread open. She made no move to touch herself down there – it seemed that she was a breast woman, was finding enjoyment by manipulating her nipples with concentrated need and enjoyment. I slowly separated the towel, tossing it either side. Shy was naked. Her thick, but trimmed bush tantalizingly dark against her tan lines, the lips of her vulva slightly open. “Oh shit,” I heard Cee say behind me. I glanced her way in time to see her unbutton her blouse and ... toss aside the already unfastened, flimsy bra. Her breasts hung freely, their nipples so similar to her step-s****r’s they could have been twins. Immediately her fingers went for those pink, brown studs and she began to pull on them as if they were elastic. She teased them, hurt them, her eyes never leaving Shy’s secretive bush. I began to stroke myself as I stood beside Shy, as I watched Cee milk, masturbate, her tits with abrupt, and I’m sure, painful manipulations. She was totally unaware of me masturbating or even when I pulled my balls free of my underpants. We were both indulging in separate fantasies and I didn’t want it to end there. “Cee?” “Yes,” she whispered her breath sounding like a marathon runner’s. “If we want to carry on, you need to help me get her inside just in case.” She didn’t hesitate or even question me. I was never one to tempt fate and to have an enquiring security guard suddenly interrupt would not have gone down too well, all things being considered. With my cock now erect as a tent pole and Cee’s gorgeous, now finger marked breasts swinging freely, we lifted Shy up under the armpits. “I can’t believe she is still sl**ping!” “I told you so,” I whispered as I put my arms under Shy’s knees and picked her up, Cee stabilising the action. Staggering a little, I carried her into the chalet, my engorged cock rubbing against her boy-like bum. Cee followed as I arrived at the side of the huge, four poster bed. I nodded for Cee to take her step-s****r’s legs ...