As soon as he felt the orgasm ripping through me, Greg pulled from my grasp and sat upright. He plunged his shiny hard cock deep inside me, fucking me with all the pent-up sexual energy of the last few days.

He "accidentally" pulled the quilt from the railing, exposing us to the beach people, my legs high in the air, Greg fucking me with hard, long strokes. His fingers reached for my nipples, pulling them and enjoying my deep, grunting cries.

His cock was so deep inside me, so much a part of me. I rocked with him, fucked him back, feeling the hot tightness returning.

He held my legs...