When we went to the Nude Beach near Zahara de los Atunes in Andalusian Atlantic, I wouldn't have thought that events would unfold like this. As soon as we arrived at the hotel, we settled in, and I saw it was far from the beach where some esparto-made protectors on the beach were functioning as umbrellas and giving a touch of intimacy to those who did nudism.
Slowly but surely, what had been a quiet beach in the morning started getting crowded. Nothing had produced anything at me that morning when a recluse woman took out her small and prominent breasts to the sun. I couldn't help but see how they attracted strangers, especially with their dark and curly hair pouring over their shoulders.
By midday, all the spaces were full on the beach. My wife was in a hurry and took off her thong, and I my Bermuda shorts. We were both totally naked and facing whoever wanted to look. My wife rested her head on my stomach and started caressing my cock, and I swear that if I dared ask her what was going on at that moment, it would be a lie.
Next to us, an older man was licking. He was facing her while his wandering eyes only looked at the glans of my cock. Behind him, a young man was looking at his pubic area, and with his other hand, my wife was masturbating herself.
I saw a young woman staring at my cock when my wife stopped to catch her breath, biting her lips and narrowing her eyes as if she shared the desire to suck it with my wife.
I would have called out to all the men around me to help. I was amazed that no one was important, and my wife and I were about to have an orgasm while everyone watched us.
I closed my eyes and threw my head back, feeling like a herd of deer was running through my shaft and looking for its exit. At the corner of my lips, a small stream flowed, and it was delicately taken by my wife. Grab her all the time. I sucked for a while until the cock was soft enough to ensure that no residue of cum would be necessary to remove it. The big boss was boner and touching his balls. She was following him, removing her lips and tongue as if my cum had touched her. At dinner, we danced with my wife in the hotel's music salon. We chatted about things without any reason, but neither of us told the other what had happened to us during that experience.
Slowly but surely, what had been a quiet beach in the morning started getting crowded. Nothing had produced anything at me that morning when a recluse woman took out her small and prominent breasts to the sun. I couldn't help but see how they attracted strangers, especially with their dark and curly hair pouring over their shoulders.
By midday, all the spaces were full on the beach. My wife was in a hurry and took off her thong, and I my Bermuda shorts. We were both totally naked and facing whoever wanted to look. My wife rested her head on my stomach and started caressing my cock, and I swear that if I dared ask her what was going on at that moment, it would be a lie.
Next to us, an older man was licking. He was facing her while his wandering eyes only looked at the glans of my cock. Behind him, a young man was looking at his pubic area, and with his other hand, my wife was masturbating herself.
I saw a young woman staring at my cock when my wife stopped to catch her breath, biting her lips and narrowing her eyes as if she shared the desire to suck it with my wife.
I would have called out to all the men around me to help. I was amazed that no one was important, and my wife and I were about to have an orgasm while everyone watched us.
I closed my eyes and threw my head back, feeling like a herd of deer was running through my shaft and looking for its exit. At the corner of my lips, a small stream flowed, and it was delicately taken by my wife. Grab her all the time. I sucked for a while until the cock was soft enough to ensure that no residue of cum would be necessary to remove it. The big boss was boner and touching his balls. She was following him, removing her lips and tongue as if my cum had touched her. At dinner, we danced with my wife in the hotel's music salon. We chatted about things without any reason, but neither of us told the other what had happened to us during that experience.
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