"Be quick" was her instruction as she sank to her knees and began stroking me.I continued to massage her scalp as the water rinsed the shampoo out of her hair and down over her fantastic set of tits, and when the soap no longer ran down her face she started to suck.Mats and Mila wanted to check out some local bars, but all of the day's beers and sunshine had caught up with Gail, so we decided to leave our friends and return to our room.
I can relate to this at least a little bit; Gail bought me a few pairs of tan through trunks that shed the water almost as fast as wearing nothing, now I can't stand wearing my old traditional board shorts that stay heavy, wet, and cold after I come out of the water. Several years ago we ended up on a nice holiday on French St. We checked into a nice little bed and breakfast right on the beautiful Grand Case beach.
We got directions to a nearby grocery store and stocked up on munchies, wine, and Carib.
Before I finished my first Carib the other women on the beach followed Gail's lead and lost their tops as well.
About an hour later another couple came out to the beach and set up camp just a few feet to our right.
As we met our new friends at the door, which happened to adjoin our room, the girls both broke out laughing, as they were wearing almost identical white peasant tops.