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one hand from the base of his cock
and cupped his balls. I tugged and teased them as he rocked back and forth. My
saliva coated his shaft and wet his balls. My fingers were wet, and I rubbed
back behind his sack. I felt his hot, slick anus. I slipped a finger in and
immediately felt his cock quiver in my willing mouth. Using my finger, I pulled
him deeper and increased the tempo of his strokes. My finger slipped deeper,
past my knuckle. I gently pulled it outward then pressed inward with his
strokes. He rocked backwards, and I leaned back letting his cock fall from my
mouth. My finger remained in his ass, his balls cupped in the palm of my hand.
I wiggled my finger, probing him. "You like that?" I asked in a
hoarse voice.
    "Oh, jeez!" he exclaimed.
“It's too good."
    "I wonder if she'll do her
guy," I asked about the couple who saw us.
    "I'm sure he'd love it,"
he said, as he squeezed the base of his cock. His shaft flared with excitement.
    I sat upright on the towel. My hair
was mussed. My lips were swollen, and my face was wet and flushed. The cherry
oil added a sweet burn at the back of my throat. Some drops of saliva streaked
my tank top over my breasts. My nipples were hard and pointy. I looked up and
down the beach. I tugged at my short skirt trying to cover my bare ass.
    "My king," I said.
"I think you know...uh...well...some people have been watching us."
    "Yeah?" he asked somewhat
uncertainly.
    "Did you see the couple near
the water? Well, another two are up near the dunes."
    "I saw the two at the water.
Could they see you were naked? I think they may have seen your hot ass."
He looked up to the dunes where a couple sat looking out to sea.
    "Yeah, he was watching. And
she saw, too. I think my bare ass was visible." I rubbed my knees and
looked at my king. He looked uncertain. I knew I'd have to take the lead if
anything more were to happen. He seemed oddly shy. "Look what you do to
me," I said as I pulled my short skirt up so that the hem was above my
waist. My legs were spread a bit. My thighs were soft and smooth. My mound was
swollen. Not a wisp of soft hair was above my slit. My slick crease was like a
short arrow pointing to heaven. "Touch me."
    He slipped a finger inside. The
walls of my cunt were so slippery and soft. I squeezed and he felt the strength
I had developed. He slipped in a second finger. The cherry oil had some
ingredient that heightened the burning. It lingered and felt great.
    His fingers slipped to my inner
thigh and I noticed the wet streaks on my tanned skin. His fingers pressed my
legs to open wider, and then went straight to my very engorged labia. I had not
needed the oils. I was dripping wet, hot and slippery. He touched along my slit
and explored my swollen lips. I burned as his fingers went back inside. My king
knew the mysteries of women.
    No one was within hearing distance.
"I want you to fuck my mouth. Fuck it like you fucked my cunt yesterday.
My king, come in my mouth if you want." My lusty crudeness excited me as
much as it did him. He wiggled his thick cock. I lay back on the towel. He
slapped his cock across my face. He knew he didn't have to be gentle. He
smeared his cock on my cheeks, across my eyebrows. His precome streaked my
already wet face. The couple on the dune must have seen me fall back to my
position.
    He squeezed the base of his cock.
His grip was tight. I watched transfixed as his cock throbbed. The tip was
flared and purple with a large clear thick droplet at the slit. My finger
massaged into his hot asshole, and I pressed upwards under his balls. Looking
up at him, mouth open, I awaited his pleasure. I had no cares of the couple on
the dune. If anything, the idea of them watching excited me.
    He gripped my head and thrust into
my mouth. I relaxed my throat and he went deeper than any man had. I felt his
balls graze my chin. I struggled not to gag, and he pulled out, only to thrust
back in. I fingered his ass as he fucked me. He fucked wildly now and used my
mouth