1. Flamenco Beach - Part 2


    Date: 11/20/2015, Categories: Anal, Group Sex, Hardcore, Author: brownboi4any, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    earlier that week at the resort bar, I noticed Gwenn was actually quite funny and looked very nice for her age, which by her tales, I calculated she could almost double my age. She was wearing a scantly, but sexy 2-piece black bikini. Even though her body sported some extra padding, Gwenn showed luscious lumps and curves in all the right places, including an exceptionally and beautifully round ass. She reminded me of an athlete who had strayed away from her workout routine for a while. However, my favorite feature was Gwenn’s sweet face and perverted smile framed by her naturally-curly, black hair, which contrasted perfectly against her pale skin (although not that much anymore after a week in Culebra Island). Gwen just kept staring at me with predatory, green eyes. Her savoir fair was undeniable. She looked at Hank, as if making sure he was still asl**p, and then turned her emerald eyes back at me. That was when I remembered… hers were the sneaking eyes prowling through my door while the stranger was having his way with me two nights ago. My eyes widened as immediate reaction; then, I could not help but to look down to the sand in embarrassment. After realizing there was nowhere hide, I breathed deeply and looked back at her. I could tell she knew what I had just realized. She laughed silently with half her face gracefully covered with her right hand and a whole bunch of black curls. She began to mocking me with exaggerated, lewd imitations of my O face that afternoon, and ...
    a few obscene, yet disturbingly sexy gestures, which included tongue, fingers and all the face contortions possibly conceivable. I could only watch her, with blushed face, in a perplexing mix of annoyance, delight and amazement. The delicious attraction I was experiencing overcame anything else. She kept looking at me with her hypnotic smile. Her charm was overwhelming. I could not help but smile back at her. Her sweet smile, exotic contours, sun-tanned skin, her pitch-black, curly hair, long-lashed green eyes continued picking my brain apart. My mind was racing and my bulge slowly building. When she was through with her silly act, she blew me a kiss, winked at me, and finally went back to lay her sexy body face down on the sand. She seemed to have fallen asl**p short after. I kept staring at the smooth waves come and go. After several minutes, my boner had calmed down. I could not stop thinking about Gwenn, but I did not want to be improper to the couple. True, she was blatantly teasing me. Nonetheless, Hank seemed to be such nice guy and it felt incorrect to stare at his woman the way I knew I was doing. Hank was a grayish bearded, tall – way taller than me; I am 6 feet tall – black guy, probably about 50 years old. He had crew-cut hair, hazel eyes and a handsome smile. He sported a huge belly (I estimated him at somewhere close to 300 pounds), which made sense after seeing more than 10 empty beer bottles on the counter in front of him the night I met them at the bar. He ...