Rapid thrusts into Cathy’s cunt and my orgasm hits me. XXX I mount the table and mount Cathy. The beach master moves behind me for a better view of our genitals in the vigorous act of coitus. We strip off our bathing suits and put them in the holdall with our mobile phones and sun lotion. Lars throws up his head and howls as his penis throbs and begins to spurt come into her cunt. Now the audience along the side of the picnic table get the intimate view of his sex organ moving inside the velvet clutches of her vagina. As I sit up, Lars waves me aside and mounts the table himself.
