My girlfriend Sandra Pt1

She wore a baseball cap and sunglasses and a shy smile. She had a lacy cover up draped around her and he could see the outline of her bikini underneath. There was a beach towel in her hand, chains around her neck small tits and bracelets on her wrists. Zach handed her a Mimosa and as she took the cup he saw that her fingernails were painted black, and thought it was a sexy contrast to all of the glitzy rings on her fingers. “Thank you, Zach,” Barb said. “So, your mom got you to tend the bar again.” “Yes, and I’ll be here until I get you drunk.” “Then I guess I better pace myself, right?” she laughed. “Naw, drink up,” he said. “When do I get to see what you have on underneath that wrap?” “Oh, it won’t be long. And it won’t disappoint.” He watched her walk away. She had flip flops on her feet and her toenails were also painted black. Zach continued serving drinks as the stragglers arrived. He watched Barb as she mingled a bit around the pool before finding a chair by a couple of neighbors. She uncovered and put the wrap on the back of her chair. She was right. He wasn’t disappointed. He already knew how good her body was but the swimsuit gave added accent to her strengths. It was colored and tapered to complement her thin, tanned shape. It was a creamy tawny yellow with black spots and other markings. Up top the bra was stuffed with her firm, round tits and the bottom was a V-shape smoke pointing into her crotch. It looked like leopard skin. The sun was reflecting off her jewelry until she dove into the pool. Zach went inside to get more punch. “What does a girl gotta do to get a drink around here?” Zach was bent over behind the bar when he heard Barb’s voice. He stood up and looked at her. She was alone. Her bikini was soaked and clung to homemade her tits and stiff nipples like a wet coat of paint. “Take her clothes off,” Zach said. Barb laughed. “The bartenders are very forward around here,” she said. “Where do I complain?” “No sense complaining, it doesn’t do any good.” He poured the drink and walked around the bar and stood next to her. “Here you go, jungle woman,” he said, handing her the drink. “I love your suit, it’s a knockout. What is that, a leopard?” “Oh, God, no,” she cried. Option 3, They will get up right now and go to your competitor and buy the very same cars. “Now go down,” Melody moaned. I groaned, my balls tightening. It was purposefully unthreatening; the back of her hand couldn’t grab me, or pinch me, or scratch me. The girl sat down, Liz, said, Rosemary gasped. Alright. “Would you like to have few drinks?” Sujata asked . “Did you plan this?” I demanded. The dildo was between Doris's thighs, and Tara guided it up into her cunt. I could also feel the heat from my pussy on my legs and that really strong indescribable feeling inside my pussy. “This is Lucilla,” Julia said to her daughter, watching me as I approached, “she’s kind of like my wife, but we’re not married.” “Oh Yeah...Sorry… I forgot…” She said, pulling away from his lips to speak and then returning again, as the pair’s hands began to explore each other’s bodies smoke through the dirty fabric that contained them. Jessica leisurely spreads her legs apart homemade small tits and silently watches as he licks her. “Your dad.