the sand clinging to our sweating bodies....and in our hair
look who's talking misty...I croak out...
we pull at each others hair more.my fingers begin to cramp
then ummm I groan feeling you pull my thong up into a wedgie..
droping my hands to your tits I push mushing them to your chest
trying to push away....
letting my nails dig into your flesh
uhhhh let go I barel able to squeak out
hearing your queston I just nod my head,yes I give..then slump back
finished and exhausted