wide and kissed her lips. "Oh, just one thing though, know that I love your naughty mouth. But, I just don't think that my sister will appreciate you talking like a truck driver around Morgan. Any chance you can maybe tone it down?"
She grinned. She knew she didn't talk very PG-rated. She also knew he liked how she talked. She would do her best to tone it down around Morgan and Amy. "I will do my best, friend ." She slid her arms around his waist giving him a hug. Trina felt his hard-on press against her through his shorts. She tugged on his arm so that he would follow her back to the couch. Glancing out at the water, she knew that any feelings of doubt and pain she came to the beach with were now gone. It wasn't because of the beach, it was because of Sam. She finally realized that.
"Friend?" he asked inquisitively. "I was hoping we could be more than that tonight?" He pouted as he sat down and watched Trina grab his beer and finish it off.
"Oh hell, I plan on it," she said with a devilish grin as she straddled him. Taking his face in her hands she kissed him hard, biting at his bottom lip.
Sam slid his lips down her neck to her breastbone, tugging at her bikini to expose one of her breasts. As he took it in his mouth, she let out a groan. His tongue playing with her hard nipple, he held on to her ass, pushing her hips hard into his. Sam grabbed her hips hiking her up farther onto his as he stood up and carried her into his bedroom.
Gently setting her on the bed, Sam crawled on top of her. His hands moved down her stomach, opening the button on her shorts, and sliding them to the floor. He kissed up her thighs, and then grabbed her lacy black panties, tossing them to the floor as well. She let out a little gasp as the air-conditioned air hit her wet center.
Sam's mouth came down on hers as his hand felt at her moist mound. His tongue explored her mouth as his fingers slid inside her, exploring every inch of her. His body lying against hers, she thrashed about underneath him. He played with her almost to climax. Slowly, Sam pulled away. He kissed down her belly, and then quickly jumped off the bed.
She sat up to see him dropping his shorts and putting on a condom. Untying her bikini top, she threw it to the floor as he crawled back into bed. "Over here," she commanded, pointing to the headboard.
Sam obeyed and sat against the headboard. Before he could ask why, she was crawling up along his legs.
She straddled him, taking his long hard cock into her fully. She held onto his shoulders and let out a sigh. Sam sucked at her nipples, taking his time with each one while using his fingers to tease the other. Trina closed her eyes and kept slowly grinding against him.
"Goddamn," she cried out breathlessly as he finally grabbed at her hips, pushing harder into her. Flipping her on to her back, he sat admiring her for a moment.
"I need you," she said, softly begging.
A devilish grin spread across Sam's face. He slid his hand between her legs, feeling how wet she was. She was ready. "C'mere, baby," he mumbled before he took her mouth in his, and pushed his hard dick into her. She let out a groan against his lips as he filled her completely and rode her hard.
She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, her nails raking down his back as he fucked her hard. "Please? I'm so ready." She pulled back from his lips just long enough to let him know. Sam took over her mouth again as he came hard into her. She climaxed along with him, her body thrashing uncontrollably under him. Every nerve craved more of him as Sam continued to move within her.
She looked up at him with glassy eyes, her body still pulsating.
Sam ripped the condom off quickly, and disposed of it in the trash. He rolled back over beside her. Taking her breast in his mouth, he teased and bit at her nipples. His hand slid down her stomach to her warm mound. She was still so wet and swollen, arching her back at his mere touch.
She threw her head back and her eyes