Sitting there across from the fire, Elizabeth a blond, green eyes, thirty something beauty, noticed a certain someone watching her, his shimmering blue eyes piercing through the fiery flames of the campfire as he continued to gaze at her just as always. From the short distance, she could already feel his hunger, the sexually charged, perverted desire within his eyes, pretending as best she could not to notice as she took several sips from the can of beer she was holding, wanting, and needing the alcohol to take away some of the anxiety, the nervousness of what they both wanted to happen.
“I… I think I might go for a walk ALONE, ALONG THE BEACH,” she said loudly to Amy, her best friend, handing her the can while bending down towards the open fire so that her tight, rounded ass was facing him, her bikini bottoms tightening over the rounds of her sharp, firm ass as she slightly giggled.
“Are… are you sure you’re ready with this?” Amy asked her, “I mean we’re not teenagers anymore; were not jail bait, getting caught doing something like that can have serious consequences on our careers,” she said.
“I don’t think I was ever jail bait,” Elizabeth hissed. “Though this is my last chance to feel like it, to know how it feels to be irresponsible, and just do what feels good without having to worry about it,” Elizabeth whispered.
