We probably played for about an hour when one of the players on the other team had to leave. When I left the court I noticed Sara and her friends. I heard her gasp and her back arch slightly as my tongue reached out and parted the hair hiding her moist slit. Since we didn’t have a place to stay, we were planning on sleeping a few hours on the beach each day, hit the clubs at night and hope to find a table at Denny’s until the sun came up. I continued to lick and play with her spot until her body was almost doubled over in muscle spasms. I licked, and sucked, parted and played. She seemed to give me a quick smile and spun back around where her friends were. We told her the story and she just replied with “It happens.”
We finished food and talked a little. We quickly changed in to swim trunks, took out the beach chairs and towels and headed for the beach.
