He arrived when I was in the water, my toes pointed, twisting my hips and turning slow circles with my chin tilted to the sky.His body looked the right type, lean without being thin. Muscular and heavily inked but without the desperate gym vibe. Did he know he was hot…? His walk was unassuming. Without a hint of arrogance or perhaps he just hadn’t noticed me watching.Aha there it was, he glanced at me when he flicked his towel and lay it down. “You can lay me down,” I giggled to myself.So I stay in a while longer doing half laps of breaststroke with my head above water. I’m watching hot tatts guy pretend to be asleep, wondering what his cock tastes like and how it etimesgut escort would feel on my tongue.There are only three other people left on the sand and the sun is dipping a little. The water is cold, and my pussy is warm. I tweak my already hard nipples. I figure I might as well get out and continue my little fantasy on the beach, I’m freezing and it’s not like he’s paying me any attention.Wiggling into a denim mini I chuck my bikini bottoms aside and lie on my tummy with my knees wide and my feet kicked up. There’s a slight breeze on my warm wet lips and the sun is reaching up my skirt. The couple wander past me and I hear eryaman escort them leaving up the stairs.This beach is private af down a cliff and I start to fantasise about the guy coming over and slipping his hand up my skirt to find how slippery my tight little hole is. I’m pressing my hipbones into the sand and enjoying my little daydream when I hear splashing around.Immediately I realise who is in the water that also that he can see up my skirt. Do I care? Yes. For all the wrong reasons.I arch my back a little bit and the splashing stops. I hold my breath. Chances are he can see how wet I am and the sun must be lighting up my little sincan escort golden cunt like a lamp. So I roll over onto my back, straighten one leg out to the side a little and do a niiiice stretch.With my eyes closed and my pussy throbbing, I smile to myself wondering what he’s thinking with my snatch on display like it is.Water is dripping on me. I open my eyes surprised to find him standing over me with a nicely sized bulge in his swim shorts and I lick my lips. He pulls the waist band down and it springs out. Thick, salty, wet and with a dark mushroomy looking head, a perfectly handsome cock. He slowly leans down while staring me in the eyes, grabs my arms strongly and without speaking he clean flips me over.I give a little squeal and look over at the remaining beach goer. An older guy who has dark sunglasses on, “Shhhh,” he whispers, “He’s asleep, and you’ve been teasing me… I think you need something in that hungry little kitty of yours.”