Alison Tyler's Christmas Masturbation

Walking back to our towel with two cold beers in hand, I paused to admire Elysa – sitting back in the sun, her skin and suit radiating like a goddess. I looked to the other campers and noticed no one was taking much notice of us at all. The families made themselves comfortable, parents having drinks in the shade of their pornstar campers, and the younger kids were splashing in the lake just out of sight of our sunbathing spot. I think it's time for some more fun, I thought to myself, as I walked up behind Elysa. I came up behind her, leaning over as if to hand her a beer. Instead I gave her a kiss on the forehead and placed the ice-cold can on her tummy. “Eek! Andy! Ahh!” she shriekd and spasmed at the cold. “Shhhh.” I whispered, putting my other hand over her mouth as I rolled the can up her abs. It left a wet trail of goosebumps up her midriff. She stopped flailing, gasped and held her breath, looking at me wide eyed. “Good girl.” I said softly. “Wouldn't want to attract too much attention.” I took my hand off her mouth masturbation and she exhaled. Still teasing her with the cold beer can, I reached down her back and slowly pulled open the bowtie knot of her bikini top. The string fell loose and the fabric triangles slumped forward, her small tits held in place only by their youthful gravity defiance. Elysa was breathing heavily now, glaring at me with incredulous arousal. “Next dare. You're not going to move unless I say you can.” I instructed. “Understood?” She nodded silently and intently. I rolled the can along the underside of her breasts as she leaned back onto her elbows attempting to keep her top in place. Her nipples were visibly hard again – this time from the thrill. I continued rolling the can around her, along her ribs, down her side, over Brunette her hips and onto her thigh. She was breathing intensely through her nose, staring back bigtits at me, wordless, gasping each ass time I passed over a new sensitive spot. I finally slid the can up her inner thigh and placed it squarely between her legs, pushing gently against her pussy for a second or two before letting go. I cracked open my own beer and held it at her. “Cheers!” I said softly, grinning. “You can open your beer now.” Elysa took the can from her crotch and nodded it back at me. “You really are something else” she said, her voice trembling. She slowly took a sip, taking care to keep her top in place. As she drank I reached out and pulled one of the knots keeping her panties on. I hoped she'd jump in surprise, but I think she half-expected it, as she simply kept on sipping and stretched her legs flat on the beach. Emboldened, I undid the other knot, and gently folded the strings between her legs, leaving just a narrow strip covering her pussy. “Now lay down. Careful you don't move too much.” I warned. But they were having trouble reaching the upper branches. He didn't have to wait long to find out. I quickly kissed him, squeezed his cock through bigtits his trousers and whispered, You are to go to this address and ask for Jack," she said as she handed a note with the address to the slut. “Nope!” Granted I thought it was the best day ever until that night. **NOT allowed to post contact information with certain website name. “Stan. I’d never imagined I’d become one of the pitiable ones myself. Brunette The Guards pushed James around to force him to watch as the beast lined up masturbation his cock to pornstar ass penetrate his former lover once again. She'd known good and well what would happen when she'd asked Matt to photograph her naked as a gift to her new husband.