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Leanne was keen to see what the guy had to offer but wasn’t willing to fully strip-off just yet. The fact that he’d already seen her naked pert tits left her at a disadvantage. Something she desperately wanted to rectify.

“Well, go on then,” she told him. Nodding her head towards his shorts.

The guy grinned before grabbing his swimwear and pulling them off under the water. As he did the thick black head of his cock appeared above the water. Leanne staring in awe at the dark monster, wondering just how big the rest of it must be.

“Your turn,” he said in his thick Jamaican accent. Grinning widely.

“I dunno,” she replied. “You’ve already seen my breasts. I feel a little exposed.”

The guy stepped closer until his long dick was almost touching her thigh. Gently he took her hand and moved it under the water towards his member. Leanne immediately wrapped her fingers around his shaft. It was so thick she could barely make the meet around his impressive tool. Her hand began to slide back and forth along his length below the water. Making him harder and thicker.

She peered up at him and gazed into his dark eyes as she pleasured his cock. He moved around behind her so his dick was now pressed up against her tight arse. She gave a sharp intake of breath as she felt the swollen head trying to **** its way inside her bikini bottoms. The guy reached around her body. Stroking her toned stomach and the grabbing her boobs in his large hands.

Leanne groaned as he caressed her. Squeezing her tits firmly. One hand began to slide down again. Inside her bottoms and touching her wet pussy. She gasped but didn’t resist. Allowing him to tease her as a finger slid between her lips followed by a second.

He fingered Leanne’s little cunt, toying with her clit, while Leanne grabbed his cock once again. The two stood in the ocean pleasuring each other. Their breathing becoming heavier as their orgasms approached. The intensity grew and soon Leanne could feel herself about to explode. She came hard over the guy’s hand just as he shot his load against her rear.

She turned to face him a little breathlessly and gave a soft kiss against his lips. He grinned back down at her while his seed floated around her waist.

“We gonna ‘ave ta continue dis later,” he told her after a few minutes.

“Where… Where will I find you?” she panted.

“Don’t worry. I’ll find you.” He gave her another long, passionate kiss, his lips tasting like cum and saltwater, before grabbing his shorts and striding back towards the beach.

Leanne watched him go. The sun shining off his naked black arse. Once she was finally out of her reverie she waited a few more minutes before making her way back to the beach. She was still in a daze and had completely forgotten how embarrassed she’d been about walking around topless. She grabbed a towel and began drying her soft skin. She glanced around her. There were still several guys watching her but no sign of the muscular Jamaican who’d pleasured her so in the ocean.

With that wonderful experience very much ended Leanne wondered what she should do now.