It was meant to be something of a lonely weekend in my friend’s house at the beach. I needed to pull myself together. The room was in total darkness. I was standing by the window, sipping cognac and watching the evening sky. I just like to do it slowly, holding the glass for long and warming it up. Sun has just set down. And there they were, those two young women, maybe in their early thirties. Kneeling on the blanket in the sand, hidden behind their car (but not from me), the curvy one, I could see her nipples growing harder, the curvy one was undressing the curly brunette, loosening her blouse, kissing the growing cleavage… Than the bra… I took the sip, too much at once.
Than the skirt went down, than panty hose and thongs… The curly one was shaved, and the curvy went for her. The curly arched her back while the curvy held onto the brunette’s cheeks pulling her pussy against her face. I… I was shaking, just like that, just like a teenager! One large sip and all the cognac was gone. The little one was shaking too.
And then the curvy straddled the curly’s face, moaning. I couldn’t hear the moans, ruffled by the sound of the crashing waves, but I’ve seen her face. I knew that expression too well, she was lost for all the world. The brunette one was doing something great! Her face was fully submerged, and curvy began grinding down against the curvy’s face. At the time, my dress was lifted up my hips, my hand stroking my puss over the panties. The curvy was bucking, riding until she couldn’t ride any more. Then she collapsed next to the curly brunette. Embraced, they were looking up, at the first stars, probably thinking that the stars were their only witness. They were wrong.
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