He pushed my shirt up and bared my breasts to his hungry gaze, then pressed them together before taking the hardened tips into his mouth. My back arched of its own accord, and a cry flew from my lips unheeded as the pleasure ripped through me harshly and pure. When Master Kevin pulled away, the cool ocean air streaked across the wet sensitive buds sending a chill down my spine and kept them achingly at attention. The view brought a dark, sensual smile to his lips, and he tweaked my n*****s gently, then harder, and harder until my cries echoed throughout the empty beach.
At least I assumed it was still empty, not that I cared at that moment. We could have a crowd of twenty standing over us, and I would still be begging Master Kevin to continue.
My body was frazzled, and my breaths came i
