It was hot. Not only was it hot, but it was humid, balmy.
30 degrees coming down to 28, the humidity was unbearable, and the full moon adding to the scenery, it was a setting out of some kind of a movie.
The only idea that Francesca, Fran for friends, and Mark had, was to walk down from their apartment to the beach, hoping to get some cooler air, and escape the room walls that accumulated the heat during the day, and that the air con simply could not fight against.
With the full moon shining over the cove and the bay, and the humidity in the air, it was almost so bright you could read a book.
Fran and Mark settled on a couple of sun loungers on the beach, chatting and commenting about this and that.
During the half hour they spent there, they noticed a man on a chair further down, under the palm tree. Not too far away, but not too close either. He seems to have been having the same idea, only his face drifting towards a total Zen that only men thinking of nothing can have.
Little by little a breeze started to blow over the water and with it came the long needed respite of cool air, and the breathing was easier.
Mark's hand nonchalantly rested upon Frank's leg at one point, fingers caressing her inner thighs. She instinctively spread her legs more, giving him access, which he didn't waste time using, his fingers caressing her from the knees up to her crotch.
Fran enjoyed the touch, and returned the favour with her hand reaching to Mark's legs, brushing against his crotch teasing his package under the shorts he was wearing.
Fran pulled a wry smile and turned towards Mark a bit more, giving him more access but also extending her reach further over his shorts, under which there was a substantial semi hard cock now.
With an evil sparkle in her eyes she slipped her hand under his shorts questioningly, and he pushed his hip upwards in response, slipping his finger beside her bikini, brushing her outer labia and pressing the clit within.
She grunted softly, which encouraged Mark to go again and slip between the lips, finding the magic button.
She looked into Mark's eyes and pulled against his shorts demandingly, upon which he lifted his hips and slipped them off, revealing his pretty stiff cock.
Fran landed a kiss on Mark's lips, and then looked over to the mysterious guest at the beach which has definetly noticed what the two of them were doing, and had his full attention turned to them.
She moved herself on all fours now, licking the tip of Mark's cock teasingly now, and then swallowing the whole thing as if she never had the tastier cock in her life, her eyes fluttering as it grew in her mouth, her eyes locked with the man's, enjoying the look of excitement and lust on his face.
To be continued
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