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the command, and her acquiescence, had her nearly orgasmic already.
    Her pussy felt so needy, drenched with want.
    She watched as Brandon bent down to kiss her through her thong, and her whole body
    shivered at the mouth-to-cunt contact.
    Her uncontrolled response made him wild—he opened his mouth and gently bit down on
    as much of her as he seemed able to get in his mouth, making her cry out.
    His eyes on her shone glassy with lust in the moonlight, and when they drifted to her
    breasts, she realized she'd absently started teasing her nipples between her thumbs and
    forefingers for added sensation. "That's so hot," he growled.
    "I told you I was a bad girl."
    He only grinned, even if a bit wickedly, and when Brandon curled the fingers of both
    hands into the lacy strip just above her pussy, her stomach contracted, her whole body
    seizing with pleasure. "Lift," he said, somehow making even that one tiny word among the sexiest commands she'd ever heard.
    Bringing her feet back up onto the chair, she raised her ass and waited as he gently peeled the tiny panties away. As soon as they were gone, she didn't hesitate to dig her toes back in the sand where they had been, spreading for him again, boldly putting her freshly
    shaven cunt on full, open display.
    His low moan said he liked the move. And as a salty breeze washed over her most
    sensitive flesh, as she watched Brandon lean closer, closer, she knew without doubt that her experiment was not a failure, that her experiment had truly turned her into what she'd wanted to be: a very bad girl.
    When his tongue raked upward through her slit, she trembled once more, a loud moan
    escaping her. And then the breeze was back, wafting across where he'd left her even
    wetter than she'd been, to send a delightful, oh-so-sensual chill through her whole body.
    His mouth returned then, licking—through her parted pussy lips and up over her
    engorged clit, making her sob, again, again. The stubble on his chin moving across the
    smooth skin she'd shaved only hours earlier created still more sensation.
    "You taste so good, baby," he rasped against her mound. "Such a hot, sweet little pussy."
    "I want you in it," she said through lightly clenched teeth. Then raised back to her elbows to look at his handsome face. "Do you have... ?"
    "Of course."
    "Give it to me."
    Wendy wasn't usually very aggressive during sex. But she wasn't usually having sex with
    a guy as insanely hot as Brandon, either. As he rose to reach into his back pocket, she sat upright on the lounge chair and pressed the flat of her palm to the front of his shorts.
    Again, they both moaned. She'd never felt anything so incredibly hard in her life. And he felt big, too. She couldn't help starting to work at his zipper, anxious to get to his cock.
    Beneath his shorts she found silk boxers and didn't hesitate to reach through the opening in front to extract what waited inside.
    Glancing down, she found her hand wrapped around the most magnificent male
    appendage she'd ever had the pleasure of beholding. Rock solid and arrow straight, it had to be eight inches long. The width filled her hand so well that she couldn't even come
    close to making her fingertips meet her thumb. She gasped with pure awe as she watched
    a dot of pre-come gather at the end and her chest seemed to stretch with raw desire.
    "Here," he breathed, thrusting a condom into her free hand. She released him, but found herself shaky trying to get it open.
    God — calm down. Don't freak out and ruin this.
    But she was so excited that she could barely stand waiting another second.
    Be like White Bikini Babe. Be cool Seductive. Smooth. Be his fantasy lover, too.
    Okay, that helped. At least she slowed down and managed to grip the condom between
    her fingers without dropping it in the sand. She took a deep breath, positioned it at the tip of his hard-on, and began to roll it tightly down. And in that moment, she discovered that as much as she'd liked feeling his sense of