Florence was 19 years old. She was on vacation in the second home of one of her friends, Lisa, by the sea, on the side of Lacanau. They were five, met on the benches of the college. The partials were finished, summer was here. And the young women took advantage of it, to chain the evenings in the house. The first guests arrived around 10pm for the Poker tournament.
Florence's gaze was attracted by a group of three young men. One particularly pleased him immensely. Rather tall and muscular, chestnut with pretty blue eyes. She saw at the sight of her friends that they liked them. Very shy, she did not dare to approach it. She only heard his first name, Luc. Twenty young people went back to start the tournament. Tequila, Vodka and Rum, the bottles were emptied one after the other, the atmosphere of the evening went up. Florence lost quite quickly and left to stand a little on the swing. She watched them play, heard them laugh. She saw a figure stand out from the group and join her. She distinguished Luc. He was even more charming than before. A devastating smile and a certain sense of humor, Florence felt more and more under her spell. Luc, he found it bubbly, with his hazel eyes and his joie de vivre. It was clear that they liked each other. Taking advantage of the cold that settled, Luc approached Florence and took the opportunity to kiss him.
They spent the night and a good part of the day together. In the evening they decided, after a few drinks, to go alone on the beach.
The beach was deserted. They lay down, one next to the other. The nose in Florence's neck, Luc felt his body racing. She was definitely cracking it. He stuck to her and ran his hands under Florence's T-shirt. Her nipples that pointed excited him and he now felt his cock tight in his jeans. Did Florence feel it too, stuck to him? She turned around and kissed him. Their kisses became more and more supported, and their hands more and more wandering. Soon, Florence released Luc from his textile prison and watched with pleasure his long member. Florence's t-shirt was already on the sand, quickly joined by her bra. She was beautiful, bare breasts, on the beach. When she put her face to his tail, Luc looked at her with a smile. He wanted so much to be sucked. Florence met her gaze as she took it in her mouth. She played with her tongue on her cock, tickled it, licked it, swallowed it
As she sucked well, he said to himself.
He could see that she was taking her foot and that increased her pleasure tenfold. He straightened up to remove his lace tanga. She had only her short skirt. He took the opportunity to slip his finger in his privacy. She was already soaked. The movements of her finger echoed the back and forth of Florence's mouth on her sex, which she now swallowed in full. He looked at her for a long time, playing with him. He felt the excitement grow and possess. He stopped Florence, so as not to go too fast. He wanted to fuck her so badly. He took a breath, calmed down, kissing her breasts. He went down to her sex to her. It was his turn to play ... He continued to finger it while playing with his tongue against her clit. She was lying, almost naked, and his head between her legs apart. He felt his breathing quicken and redoubled his effort to satisfy her. She brought her mouth close to her ear.
I so want you to fuck me.
The effect was immediate. She stood on all fours in front of him and looked at him with that mischievous look that he liked so much. Florence loved the dogs so much and only waited for him. Then Luc thrust his tail very deeply, tearing a cry of surprise to Florence. Had we heard them? They did not care. Only Luc's comings and goings counted for now. Hands on the hips of Florence, he gave him vigorous blows with his tail. Florence turned to look at him. She found him handsome, his body muscular and tanned. He grabs her breasts, just perfect, as he loved them. Not too small, not too big. He caressed them, kneaded them while his cock continued to take it intensely. The more she took it violently, the more he felt that she loved it.
He slid his hand into Florence's smooth hair, grabbed them and tilted his head back. The groans of Florence became even more intense. As she was hot there, on the beach, the skirt raised, 4 legs in front of him. His buttocks excited him so much ... So he felt the pleasure that was coming. He was so eager to sink into her, to squirt so deeply that he let go of everything. She felt him arch back and sink one last time very deep his tail hard. That she was happy to have been fucked. He turned to her, took her in his arms and kissed him. Was it long enough for her? Did he manage to satisfy her? So many questions ... It had been so intense, he could not hold back any longer. So he took her in his arms and caressed her tenderly. She let herself go, laying kisses on her arms. He loved the smell of his skin, stuck to his, he loved his freedom. They stayed for a long time, wrapped in each other's arms. The night advanced. As the cold became more and more felt, they got dressed and left, hand in hand.
Florence's gaze was attracted by a group of three young men. One particularly pleased him immensely. Rather tall and muscular, chestnut with pretty blue eyes. She saw at the sight of her friends that they liked them. Very shy, she did not dare to approach it. She only heard his first name, Luc. Twenty young people went back to start the tournament. Tequila, Vodka and Rum, the bottles were emptied one after the other, the atmosphere of the evening went up. Florence lost quite quickly and left to stand a little on the swing. She watched them play, heard them laugh. She saw a figure stand out from the group and join her. She distinguished Luc. He was even more charming than before. A devastating smile and a certain sense of humor, Florence felt more and more under her spell. Luc, he found it bubbly, with his hazel eyes and his joie de vivre. It was clear that they liked each other. Taking advantage of the cold that settled, Luc approached Florence and took the opportunity to kiss him.
They spent the night and a good part of the day together. In the evening they decided, after a few drinks, to go alone on the beach.
The beach was deserted. They lay down, one next to the other. The nose in Florence's neck, Luc felt his body racing. She was definitely cracking it. He stuck to her and ran his hands under Florence's T-shirt. Her nipples that pointed excited him and he now felt his cock tight in his jeans. Did Florence feel it too, stuck to him? She turned around and kissed him. Their kisses became more and more supported, and their hands more and more wandering. Soon, Florence released Luc from his textile prison and watched with pleasure his long member. Florence's t-shirt was already on the sand, quickly joined by her bra. She was beautiful, bare breasts, on the beach. When she put her face to his tail, Luc looked at her with a smile. He wanted so much to be sucked. Florence met her gaze as she took it in her mouth. She played with her tongue on her cock, tickled it, licked it, swallowed it
As she sucked well, he said to himself.
He could see that she was taking her foot and that increased her pleasure tenfold. He straightened up to remove his lace tanga. She had only her short skirt. He took the opportunity to slip his finger in his privacy. She was already soaked. The movements of her finger echoed the back and forth of Florence's mouth on her sex, which she now swallowed in full. He looked at her for a long time, playing with him. He felt the excitement grow and possess. He stopped Florence, so as not to go too fast. He wanted to fuck her so badly. He took a breath, calmed down, kissing her breasts. He went down to her sex to her. It was his turn to play ... He continued to finger it while playing with his tongue against her clit. She was lying, almost naked, and his head between her legs apart. He felt his breathing quicken and redoubled his effort to satisfy her. She brought her mouth close to her ear.
I so want you to fuck me.
The effect was immediate. She stood on all fours in front of him and looked at him with that mischievous look that he liked so much. Florence loved the dogs so much and only waited for him. Then Luc thrust his tail very deeply, tearing a cry of surprise to Florence. Had we heard them? They did not care. Only Luc's comings and goings counted for now. Hands on the hips of Florence, he gave him vigorous blows with his tail. Florence turned to look at him. She found him handsome, his body muscular and tanned. He grabs her breasts, just perfect, as he loved them. Not too small, not too big. He caressed them, kneaded them while his cock continued to take it intensely. The more she took it violently, the more he felt that she loved it.
He slid his hand into Florence's smooth hair, grabbed them and tilted his head back. The groans of Florence became even more intense. As she was hot there, on the beach, the skirt raised, 4 legs in front of him. His buttocks excited him so much ... So he felt the pleasure that was coming. He was so eager to sink into her, to squirt so deeply that he let go of everything. She felt him arch back and sink one last time very deep his tail hard. That she was happy to have been fucked. He turned to her, took her in his arms and kissed him. Was it long enough for her? Did he manage to satisfy her? So many questions ... It had been so intense, he could not hold back any longer. So he took her in his arms and caressed her tenderly. She let herself go, laying kisses on her arms. He loved the smell of his skin, stuck to his, he loved his freedom. They stayed for a long time, wrapped in each other's arms. The night advanced. As the cold became more and more felt, they got dressed and left, hand in hand.
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