I stared at the two women, Norma’s silver dollar-sized nipples hardening in the breeze. It usually just lay there between my legs basically unseen if I hadn’t always kept my pubic hair trimmed to nearly-nothing. Both worked her ass in-and-out taking turns massaging her bunghole as her moaning increased with each tongue-lashing I gave her pussy. I ended up in Hollywood, Florida, checking into what appeared to be a fleabag motor inn on A1A—the beach road that runs north and south along the coast all the way down to South Beach on Miami Beach. “Uh, uh, uh, jes! I slipped my finger into Norma’s steaming pussy as she lay on her side trying to keep her ass from spreading wide to the people on the beach, most of whom were acting as if nothing was going on down at the shoreline. Never. But the beach was calling me. Sweat and oil ran down
my back, providing a sensuous tickle up and down my spine. To my right a darkly tanned buxom brown-haired beauty was sitting up, her
