The great gum above them barely stirred in the most breath-like of occasional breezes, no insects buzzed at the lovers’ ears, and the distracted two would not have heard the very slight sound of the wave-lets against the sand on the beach far below. The suburb slept soundly, or appeared to, for the blue flicker of TVs could be discerned here and there.The only disturbance to be found was that sound made by our lovers. The hungry Emma growled and the recovering Jason moaned. Emma’s hand had done its work, she was back. Her whole body shuddered to a familiar beat. She knew the road she was on but this didn’t make the journey any less pleasurable. Her fingers were covered in the very wetness of her lust and she slid them over and around her lips, dipping now and then deep inside her but finally, after much teasing, they came to make circles on her demanding little clit.Jason was recovering from the initial shock of what Emma had willingly done to him. He still lay back, eyes closed and inert but his mind was becoming clearer.
