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... “Oh, Ray,” she whispered, almost whimpered, into his ear. “What on earth are you doing to me?” He nuzzled her neck, sank his middle finger knuckle deep, and pressed his growing hardness against her right thigh. Helen responded by unclasping her hands and reaching down with her left hand. She tugged at his waistband, slid into his trunks and circled fingers around his shaft. It was Ray’s turn to sigh, his cock hard in Helen’s palm and climbing up her inner wrist. “My, that’s a big boy,” she said, leaning back to look into Ray’s face and thrusting her pelvis against his probing fingers. “I need my pants taking right off.” “We both do,” said Ray and they reluctantly but necessarily separated to wriggle out of their skimpy garments. Ray wrapped both pairs together in a ball, soaked them in the sea water and then hurled them towards the beach. They landed with a splat close to his trainers. “Good shot,” said Helen, clapping and smiling into his face before again taking hold of his proud erection. “Don’t think you’ve ever been this hard. And in cold water, too.” “Told you,” he said, bending to kiss her brow, “when you drove past me, all topless like that, I just couldn’t believe it. Getting flashed like that... well, I was so excited, I got a hard-on straight away.” “Hmm, did you now,” said Helen, her hand making long strokes along his pulsating shaft. At the same time, she glanced along the beach and couldn’t see anybody for hundreds of yards. “Let’s go a little deeper,” she ...

... said. Still grasping Ray’s erection, she led him further out to sea until the water was lapping and swilling around her breasts. “This will do,” she declared and, with both hands again clasped behind his neck, kicked up her legs and wrapped them around Ray’s waist. Ray placed his hands under Helen’s buttocks, the buoyancy of the sea making her easier and lighter to manage. Releasing one hand from his neck, Helen guided Ray’s cock to her open pussy. Slowly, gently, she took in his mushroom head and sank onto his full length. “Goodness me, Ray,” she gasped, “you’re really big, really filling me up.” She shook her head and nestled into the crook of his neck and shoulder. She nibbled his ear lobe and said, “It does feel strange... in the water, I mean. Not sure I want to fuck in here." "Oops... ” she said, as a surprisingly larger wave staggered Ray. He quickly regained his balance, his cock still in Helen’s dark depths, and agreed. “I know what you mean. Somehow we don’t seem to be lubricated, do we? It’s a different experience but... well, it’s not like doing it under a shower is it?” “Uh, uh,” said Helen as another wave rocked their balance. “Nothing like it. Think we’d better finish this over there.” She nodded to their picnic set up in the shade of the cliff. “Okay... but I sure hope nobody sees my cock when we get out.” “Nah, you’re okay. Nobody anywhere near us,” said Helen, kissing his cheek. “Besides they’d need binoculars to see your thingy.” “Oh yes, is that so? How come a ...