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AT THE BEACH
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It was one of those hot summers, in which long days of sun and heat
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drove the people towards the sea-shore. Beverly was one of them, seeking
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coolness in the fresh salty wind that blew through her hair.
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"Wow, this beach is crowded!" Beverly said to her friend Janice, who had
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decided to come along with her. Actually, Janice was the neighbor's daughter,
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but she and Beverly had become very close, since Beverly had moved in at her
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new apartment some year ago. She was thirteen years of age, five years younger
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than Beverly, but somehow they always appeared to be on the same wavelength.
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In all sorts of things...
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Janice shrugged and replied: "We could have expected this. It's so hot today!
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I don't feel much anyway like just lying around all the time and frying in
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the sun." She smiled broadly as she said this, blinking at Beverly, who
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giggled back.
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Indeed, Janice was not the exact type for sun-bathing. She had shiny red hair
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all the way down her back. It was matched by her fair skin, which tended to
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get all freckled when exposed to the sun. Her eyes were green and always
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smiling. Janice had a very petite figure, matching her age, Beverly always
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thought. That particular day Janice wore tight hot pants, which emphasized her
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amazingly long and lean legs. Furthermore she wore beach shoes and a t-shirt,
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through which Beverly could clearly see the nipples of her bra-less, petite
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yet pert breasts. Beverly wore a mini-dress that day, as she also took pride
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in showing off her nice legs and slender posture. She was quite dark,
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especially compared to Janice. She had black hair which was also very long.
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She and Janice loved to fix eachother's hair; as a matter of fact, that is how
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their friendship started. Beverly had big, brown eyes and full lips and she
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made a somewhat hispanic impression. Not surprisingly, the girls made quite a
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lot of heads turn, as they strolled over the boulevard, hand in hand.
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"Well, if we wouldn't have come so late, we could still have sun-bathed a
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bit," Beverly said, "but a walk along the sea-shore sounds fine to me too."
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"Hmmmm, how romantic," Janice replied. "I just hope we can find some place
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less crowded."
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Beverly looked at the crowd at the beach, which was dissolving as the sun
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started to weaken its attack of tanning rays.
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"I think it'll be ok," she answered smilingly, running her fingers tenderly
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through Janice's full red mane.
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At that moment they walked past an icecream-vendor.
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"Hey, do you want some?" Beverly asked, pointing at the cart.
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"Sure", was Janice's enthustastic answer, "chocolate and vanilla please!"
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Beverly couldn't help but grinning widely. As mature as Janice was in most
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things, she sometimes still was a child.
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"Two HUGE chocolate icecreams please", Beverly ordered to the boy behind the
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cart, fetching her purse.
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"Sorry Bev', I only sell popsicles."
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Beverly looked up from her purse and showed a smile of
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recognition. The boy behind the icecream-cart was Peter. She knew him from
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high-school. He was about seventeen years old and had always drawn her
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attention as he was so lively and friendly.
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"Hello Pete!" she said. "What a surprise to see you here. What makes you run
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around with ice-cream at a place like this?"
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"Well, I need the extra money for my new car," Peter answered, as he handed
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over two large chocolate-popsicles to the girls, peeking at them from under
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his cap, "but these are on the house."
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"Well, thank you," Beverly replied. "May I introduce you to Janice? She's a
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good friend of mine."
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"Pleased to meet you," Janice said and she stretched out her hand. Peter took
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it carefully and made a bit of a shy impression. Beverly smiled at him and
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said: "See, it may not seem so at first, but Janice and I have a lot in
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common." She took her popsicle, wrapped the foil off it and opened her lips
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widely. Then she shoved the popsicle in her mouth as far as she could,
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sliding it back and forth. Janice giggled at first, then she followed
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Beverly's example. The two girls made a little game out of it who could get
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the popsicle in the farthest. Beverly won, of course, as she had the most
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experience with making room in her throat. Janice managed to get a whole lot
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of the large thing between her lips as well, though. Peter looked at it all,
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amazed at first, looking if there were no other customers arriving, but
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grinning wider and wider all along.
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The little contest ended, when the ice was almost fully melted by the heat of
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the two girls' throats.
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"Hmmmm, that was good," Beverly said, blinking at Peter. "I'm sure you have
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more to offer."
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Peter seemed to blush a bit, or was it the heat? Anyway, Beverly decided to
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change the subject and asked: "How long do you have to work every day?"
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"Usually from afternoons till sunset," Peter answered, "though in the evenings
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things usually are not so busy. I move up and down the boulevard a lot though."
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"You keep in shape very well then," Janice replied. Beverly looked at Peter's
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body and nodded agreeingly.
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"Well, here are some more customers. Work to do!" Peter said. "See you guys
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sometime." He smiled at the girls, who made place for the new group of people.
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They waved him goodbye and continued their walk down to the beach.
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Beverly and Janice decided to lie down in the evening-sun a while after all.
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They changed into their bikinis, which were very skimpy indeed. Beverly
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enjoyed this a lot, as she had the opportunity of smearing Janice's body in
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with sun-block all over. She loved the feel of her young friend's soft skin
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under her fingers, as she spread the oil all over, kneeding her supple flesh.
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Janice had a hard time not to moan too much, as she was very sensitive to
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touch. Of course Beverly got her treat as well. Janice's fingers were soft
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and gentle and Beverly dozed off under her touch.
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The sky was darkening more and more, when Beverly took Janice's hand and
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walked with her towards the flood-line.
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"What a lovely evening," Janice said, "it's going to be a beautiful red
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sunset."
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"No sunset can match the beauty of your red hair," Beverly answered, as she
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pulled Janice towards her and kissed her face lightly.
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"Please don't." Janice pulled back a little, unwillingly, but still. "There
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are people watching." Beverly looked over the beach. There were a few people
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there, mostly other couples, waiting for the sunset. Nothing scary, but she
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knew that Janice felt a little uncomfortable expressing her feelings in
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public. She took Janice by the hand and said: "Okay then, let's go for a
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little walk."
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After Beverly took some stuff with them, she and Janice strolled along the
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sea-shore, holding hands all the way. As Janice began to feel more comfortable,
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she pressed her body closer to Beverly's.
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"Nobody is watching us now, sweetie," Beverly said, as she wrapped her arms
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around Janice's supple body. Indeed, they appeared to have reached a more or
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less secluded part of the beach. As Janice was somewhat smaller than Beverly,
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she raised her head and softly pressed her lips on those of her lover. Beverly
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ran her fingers through Janice's hair, answering her kiss. She slowly slid her
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tongue through Janice's lips, getting aroused by the taste and feel of
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Janice's tongue playing with hers. Nobody could kiss so fine as Janice! She
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surely was naturally gifted. Beverly felt her desire increasing explosively,
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when Janice wrapped her arms around her and pressed her breasts against her
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body, rubbing her hardening nipples through the fabric of her bikini-top
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against Beverly's stomach. Beverly dropped her stuff and lowered herself a
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bit, so their breasts met, Beverly's cup C against the little, but taunt tits
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of her young friend. The feeling of their nipples rubbing together gave her a
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tingling feeling in her stomach, all the way down to her crotch. She took
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Janice in her arms and started to softly pull her down with her.
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"No wait," Janice mumbled. It took Beverly some seconds to regain her senses
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again.
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"What?"
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"Well," Janice said, "we could still be seen here."
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Beverly stood up, sighing deeply at first, but smiling at Janice again, as
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she started to caress her hair.
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"But I saw something where we could hide a bit," Janice continued and she
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pointed along the beach. Beverly looked and saw an old, secluded boardwalk,
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which rose quite high over the beach.
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"Yeah, that's a good idea," she said and she took Janice by the hand again.
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"No wonder that there's nobody at this place," Janice said as she and Beverly
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arrived at the old, wooden pillars. "It's all stoney here."
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"Well, I'll give you something soft to sit on," Beverly replied. She took a
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big towel out of her bag and spread it over the floor under the boardwalk,
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removing some bigger stones. Then she sat down against one of the pillars.
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Janice took the hint and stood over Beverly, softly running her hands through
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her hair. Beverly replied by pulling her closer, nibbling Janice's thighs as
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she caressed her butt and back of her legs. Then she started to pull Janice
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lower, tucking her g-string teasingly with her teeth. Janice lowered herself
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over Beverly, sitting on her lap, so Beverly could wrap her arms around her.
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At that time, the sun appeared under the boardwalk, spreading its red light
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over the tender couple. Beverly, facing the sun, saw how the light gave
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Janice's hair a mysterious, bright glow.
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"Oh Janice," Beverley whispered, "you're so beautiful."
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She wanted to say more, but her words got smothered by Janice's tender kisses.
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Beverly gave in fully, sucking her lover's tongue in her mouth, playing with
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it, tasting it. She started to undo Janice's top and let it slide off.
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Janice softly kissed Beverly in the neck, moaning softly, as Beverly massaged
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her breasts gently, rolling the hardening nipples between her fingers. Beverly
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felt the wetness between Janice's legs increase, especially as she began to
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rub her crotch against hers. This was a sign for Beverly to slide Janice's
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g-string off and to get rid of hers as well. There was no pubic hair that
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could stand in the way. Beverly and Janice shaved eachother regularly, making
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a loving game out of it. Beverly let go of a deep moan, when she felt Janice's
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naked pussy slide over hers. She bent Janice backwards a bit and ran her tongue
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over her little breasts, licking between them, sucking the hard nipples as she
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rolled her tongue around them. Janice answered by arching her back and
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spreading her legs even more, rubbing her labes and clit forcefully over
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Beverly's.
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Janice came. She moaned loudly as large amounts of fluids gushed out of her
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pussy, running over Beverly's crotch. When Beverly felt her lover spasm, her
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own orgasm wasn't far either.
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"Ooooohhh.. baby... you're so good...aaawww..."
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She took hold of Janice tightly, as that electrifying feeling took control
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over her body. She let herself slide sideways from the pillar, taking Janice
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with her, so that she straddled over her.
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Still aroused by her orgasm, Beverly turned around over Janice's body,
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straddling over her head as she spread Janice's legs, positioning for a
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sixty-nine. Janice lifted her head and began to circle her tongue around
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Beverly's pussy. Beverly first caressed Janice's labes gently, trying not to
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get too distracted by the wonderful things Janice was doing between her legs.
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She shoved her fingers deeply in Janice's vagina, caressing her labes with the
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tip of her tongue. Janice moaned in exstacy, stopping for a while. Beverly
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spread her legs wider, granting Janice more access. But Janice didn't need the
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hint. She shoved her tongue deeply between Beverly's labes, sucking her clit
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fiercly, causing huge amounts of pussy-juices to flow over her face.
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As a result, Beverly attacked Janice's clit, giving it a blow-job as it grew
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bigger.
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Both girls orgasmed almost at the same time. Their screams must have been
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heard at a long distance, but at this moment, they couldn't have cared less.
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They lied next to eachother on the blanket under the boardwalk for a while,
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kissing the cum from eachother's lips.
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"I'm so lucky I've found you," Beverly whispered in Janice's ear. As a reply,
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Janice squeezed her playfully.
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"We'd better get dressed and get back again," Beverly said. "It's getting
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pretty dark already."
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So they put on their ordinary clothes and walked back along the shore again,
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enjoying the last bits of red sky as they reached the public beach, which was
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still not completely empty.
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When they walked up the boulevard, they saw Peter's cart.
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"Hi there, Pete," Beverly said. "You're still at work? Sales must have been
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pretty good."
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"Hey, you're still here!" Peter replied, smiling happily at the girls. "Yeah,
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things have been pretty busy today," he continued, "but now my day is done!"
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"That's what YOU think," Beverly said, blinking at him seducively in an
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overly obvious way. "We still didn't pay for our ice-cream. I hate to have
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debts." She and Janice exchanged meaningful looks and Janice smiled broadly.
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"Hey ladies, the ice was on the h..."
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Peter stopped, suddenly knowing what was going on. He grinned widely,
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examining the girls with full interest. Then he turned to his cart again.
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"I have to bring this thing back to where it belongs," he said.
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"Well, we can come along with you," Janice answered. Peter nodded and so they
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went, Peter pulling the cart up the boulevard with the two girls helping him
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out. They arrived at a shack, a little walk away from the boulevard. Peter
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took a key and opened the door.
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"This ice-hut belongs to my uncle," he said. "Through him I got this job, see."
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There was a huge refrigerator in the middle of the room. A door lead to another
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room behind that. Peter stored the cart and let the girls enter the back-room
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before him.
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There was an old sofa there. A naked light-bulb was hanging from the ceiling.
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Peter switched it on and kicked off his shoes.
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"I know, it's not a palace," he said, "but do sit down."
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"It's okay," Beverly answered, "we have everything we want."
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She walked over to Peter and kissed him. He seemed a bit surprised at first,
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but then gave in and kissed her back intensely. Janice stood behind him and
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started to place little kisses in his neck.
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"Hmmmm, you seem to be the timid type," Beverly said, as they had been kissing
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a while, without him doing much more. "But I know just the thing for it."
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She kicked off her shoes and sat down on the sofa, pulling Peter with her.
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Janice sat behind her and started to fondle her dress, opening the back zipper,
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sliding the dress off her shoulders. Then she placed kisses all over Beverly's
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shoulders and neck. Beverly turned her head to engage in a deep french kiss
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with Janice, who slid her hand between Beverly's legs. She pulled up the skirt,
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allowing Peter a nice view on Beverly's bare pussy. Beverly also didn't wear
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her bra, so Janice started to fondle her breasts with her one hand, as she
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parted Beverly's labes with the other. She slid her fingers in, rubbing the
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swelling labes and clit softly. Peter began to caress Beverly's legs, moving
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his mouth towards her breasts. He took her nipples between his lips, sucking
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them and tucking them lightly with his teeth.
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"See? I knew you'd come along," Beverly moaned. Janice stood up and sat down
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behind Peter, who continued slowly, but securely. Janice also kicked off her
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shoes and then let her pants follow, along with her t-shirt. She was the first
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to go naked, but Beverly soon followed, as Peter hepled her to take off her
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dress.
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"Your turn," Janice whispered. She helped Peter out of his t-shirt, meanhile
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placing kisses all over his back. She licked his ears, as she pressed her
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hardening nipples against his back, wrapping her arms around him from behind.
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Peter moaned, as Beverly joined in by licking his nipples and stomach. Janice
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slowly started to unzip his jeans. Then Beverly took over and pulled the
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trousers off his legs.
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When he was only sitting in his boxer shorts, Janice, still sitting behind
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him, started to caress his breast and stomach, moving her hands down till she
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slowly slid one of them inside his shorts. Peter gasped a bit, when she took
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hold of his dick, pumping it slowly in her fine, little hand. His rod grew
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fast and soon Janice could hardly wrap her fingers around it.
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"Wow, he's a big one," she said.
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"Really?" Beverly replied. "Let's see."
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She slowly pulled Peter's boxer shorts down, revealing an indeed large and
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thick stick. Peter just smiled. The massage Janice gave to his dick seemed to
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be a good one, though she had a bit trouble handling it. Still she kneaded
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the flesh up and down, squeezing the head lightly, sometimes rolling his balls
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through her fingers.
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"That looks tasty," Beverly smiled. Janice understood and let go of Peter's
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dick, who sighed deeply. Beverly took his rod in her hands, giving it the
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same kind of massage Janice did. She started to run her tongue up and down the
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shaft, unleashing little moans from Peter. Janice turned Peter's head a bit
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and french kissed him deeply, as Beverly took each of his balls in her mouth
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seperately, massaging them with her tongue. After that she licked her way up
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his dick again. When she was up, she parted her lips, sliding the tip of the
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head in. She pulled it out, just to form her lips over Peter's dick again,
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taking it deeper this time. She repeated the pattern, slowly taking in more
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and more.
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After a while she paused a bit, jacking Peter's dick, using her spit for lube.
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"Well? Like it?" she said. It was needless to ask. Peter was grinning widely,
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obviously at the peak of his joy.
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"Don't you want to join in?" Beverly smilingly asked Janice, who was still
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sitting behing Peter, caressing him.
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"I have an idea," Janice replied. She stood up and went out of the room.
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Beverly and Peter heard some noises coming from the other room, but didn't
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think about it too long, as Beverly took his cock back between her lips,
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taking him deeper still with each instroke.
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When Janice returned, she appeared to have brought some plates with ice-cream
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on them.
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"I just took some popsicles and mashed them," she said. Beverly didn't answer.
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She just had Peter's dick in half-way down her throat. Janice walked over to
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her, took some ice-cream and started smearing it over Peter's balls and the
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base of his dick.
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"What the ... " Peter began, but he silenced as he felt the sensation of two
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pair of lips on his dick. Beverly bobbed her head up and down, her lips
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tightly around his rod, as Janice began to lick the ice off his balls. The
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sensation of cold and hot was overwhelming for Peter. This became even more
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intense, as Beverly stopped for a while, letting Janice take over. Janice took
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some ice-cream and smeared Peter's dick in with it. Then she took some in her
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mouth and slid her lips over Peter's dick-head, taking it in slowly. Peter
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moaned loudly, as he felt his rod slide through the cold mass into Janice's
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hot throat. Rather than bopping up and down, Janice just swallowed Peter's
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dick in more and more, letting him enter as deep as he could.
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"Owwww, you naughty little girl," Beverly said laughingly. "I know a young
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girl like you just LOVES ice-cream. Now you beat me at the game after all."
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Beverly crawled behind Janice, who was kneeling on the floor, and wrapped her
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arms around her. She searched for Janice's hairless pussy and slid her fingers
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between her labes. Then she decided to lie down on the floor, letting Janice
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straddle her face as she attacked her pussy with fast-moving attacks of her
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tongue.
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Janice shuddered. Not only from Beverly's actions, but also because Peter's
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dick started throbbing in her mouth. He pushed it in almost fully, as his
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breathing got erratic. Short after that Janice felt a warm stream of sperm
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being shot in her throat. She took out his dick, which squirted one last shot
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of cum against her lips. Janice licked it off and then let herself slide back
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at the caresses of Beverly, who had wetted one finger with Janice's richly
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flowing pussy-juices and shoved it up her arse.
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Peter looked at the girls engaging in their horny game. He kissed Janice, who
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was leaning forward on the sofa to let Beverly's tongue and finger enter her
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deeper. Peter caressed Janice's cute, lovely breasts, kissing them. For a few
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seconds he just looked at her, while she squirmed under his and Beverly's
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tender caresses. Such a young girl, but already so sensual and ready for
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action. He almost couldn't believe it. Peter felt like he was in a dream.
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He slid off the sofa and decided to take care of Beverly's unattended pussy.
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He remembered the sensations of cold and wet he experienced and took some of
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the ice-cream from the plate. He smeared it gently between Beverly's thighs
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and then softly licked it off again, closing in on her pussy, which was
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already throbbing with anticipation. Then he took some of the ice-cream and
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softly smeared it over Beverly's labes. The reaction was immediate: a shock
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went through Beverly's body, as she let go of a deep "oooahhhhmmmm..."
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Obviosuly she couldn't say more, as Janice was pushing her pussy against her
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lips. Peter put some ice-cream on his tongue and shoved it between Beverly's
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swollen labes. He spread her pussy and started to eat it out, causing Beverly
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to jerk her hips upward madly.
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It didn't take long before Peter noticed how the excitement of the girls
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rubbed off on him as well. His dick was rising fast again. After he had licked
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out the last bit of ice-cream out of Beverly's pussy, he straddled over her
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legs, facing Janice's back, which he began to caress up and down as he let his
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dick close in on Beverly's cunt. Beverly seemed to utter a smothered cry of
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joy, when Peter slid his dick between her wet and waiting labes. He wrapped
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one arm around Janice, kissing her where he could, while he started to thrust
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his dick back and forth. Beverly came within seconds, as Peter also stimulated
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her clit with his fingers. His dick slid back and forth in her soaking wet
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pussy while he turned Janice's head for a deep french kiss.
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Obviously very aroused, Beverly shoved one more finger in Janice's arse,
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sliding both fingers back and forth forcefully. Peter saw it happen and he
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also noticed, how excited Janice reacted to that treatment.
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He bent over to her and asked: "Wouldn't you like something real in there?"
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Janice just replied by searching his lips and kissing him deeply. Beverly took
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her fingers out of Janice's arse and said: "Just be careful, Peter. She has
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never done this for real before." Then she gently parted Janice's cute,
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well-formed butt-cheeks. Janice reacted by bending forward over the sofa even
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more, sticking her butt backwards, so Peter could clearly see her pink, little
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star. He hesitated though, as it all seemed so small to him. This was a
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thirteen-year old girl! How could she ever take his dick up her arse?
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Janice seemed to read his thoughts as she said: "Don't worry, Pete. Beverly
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just stretched me back there and I know she will take good care of me from the
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other side, as I'm sure you will too when you enter me there. Besides, I am
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used to a little pain."
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"Okay darling," Peter replied, as he stopped his slow thrusting in Beverly's
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pussy. He slid his dick out, which was all wet from Beverly's juices.
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"See?" Janice said, as his dick closed in on her arse. "Your dick is already
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lubed too...."
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The last word ended in a little squeal, as Peter pressed the head of his dick
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against her anus and started to force it through.
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Janice's arse opened up slowly. Peter stopped a while with pushing his dick
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in, as Janice let go of a deep whining and moaning, which definetely sounded
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like cries of pain to him. But Janice urged him to go on. Beverly obviously
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did a good job between her legs, mellowing the pain by sucking and licking
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Janice's labes and clit. Peter also caressed Janice's breats and shoulders,
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kissing her in her neck, as he continued to force his rod up her arse.
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Finally, after some while, Janice's butt-hole opened up completely and
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swallowed the head of Peter's dick. Peter moaned loudly, loving the feeling of
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Janice's anal muscles massaging his hot rod. Janice shuddered and whimpered a
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bit, which Peter actually began to find quite a turn-on. He pushed his dick
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some one or two inches further up her arse.
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"Oooohhh, you're so tight," he moaned in Janice's ear. Indeed, he never had
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felt such a a grip on his dick before.
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"Fill me," Janice whimpered, "don't let go. Stretch me, fuck me there,
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deeper... please... "
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As she said these words, Peter felt how her arse began to relax and he slid
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some two inches further in. This girl was truly opening up to him!
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It didn't take Peter much more effort to push his dick in fully. Unbelievable!
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This fragile girl had his huge dick all the way up her arse! He bent backwards
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a bit and looked down as if he couldn't believe it, but he clearly saw his rod
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disappear in the tightness between Janice's butt-cheeks, which had been
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stretched enormously. He also saw Beverly's beautiful body. Beverly was still
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treating Janice's pussy, causing Janice's arse to squeeze his dick. Peter
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slowly pulled his dick back again, which caused a deep sigh with Janice. When
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Peter was almost fully out, he forced his dick back in again, much faster
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this time. Janice held on tight to the pillows on the sofa and moaned. Peter
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began to repeat the pattern, sliding back and forth in long strokes, gradually
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increasing speed.
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Peter had just slid his dick fully up Janice's arse again, as Janice came
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with a loud, whining scream. Her anal muscles spasmed around Peter's rod
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ecstatically. Through this Peter reached his own orgasm in no-time. He almost
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blackened out, as he shot his sperm up Janice's arse. His dick slid out of
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the tight hole, so the last shots of cum landed over Janice's back and then
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over Beverly's shoulders.
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"Oh my..." Peter sighed as he rolled on the floor on his back. As he looked
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at the girls, he saw that Janice was licking his cum off Beverly's shoulders.
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Beverly then held Janice tight to her, smearing the cum on her back all over.
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"You were a good girl," Beverly whispered in Janice's ear. "A good girl. I
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knew you could do it." Janice smiled happily at Beverly and then kissed her.
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Beverly blinked at Peter and he could do nothing more but smile back and nod
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agreeingly.
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"Well, if you want to take a shower, there is one just outside," Peter said
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after a while. The girls didn't hesitate and decided to wash off the sweat
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and cum off eachother's body. They also washed Peter all over, paying special
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attention to his dick, which was a bit greasy from having been all the way up
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Janice's arse.
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Peter brought the girls home in his car, receiving deep goodbye-kisses.
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"Tomorrow, same time same place?" Peter asked, when the girls stepped out of
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the car.
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"Who knows?" Beverly answered and she blinked meaningfully. She and Janice
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walked up the doorway hand in hand. They sure had a lot of explaining to do to
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Janice's parents, but hey, it sure had been worth it! What was wrong about
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forgetting the time while having fun at the beach anyway?
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THE END
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