“We have a very open relationship,” Mark admitted. Okxxx The dog’s tongue worked its way deeper, exploring every inch of her folds. “Hey, boy,” she said softly, trying to shoo him away. “More often than you’d think. She found a secluded spot and squatted down, the fabric of her sarong bunched around her hips. It was a man in his late thirties, ruggedly handsome with a look of shock on his face as he took in the scene before him. Just to talk?” Sophie asked, her voice tinged with uncertainty. Moments later, a figure appeared at the edge of the bushes. “How often does this happen?” Sophie asked, her voice barely above a whisper. She struggled to stay quiet, knowing that the beachgoers were just a short distance away.
