On a 10+, Mona is willing, +1 forward for sex on the beach

Beneath Mona's bush, a classic triangle, is a simply beautiful line, a single fold. "There's the boat, Joe," she says.

"You in the mood for a boat ride, tonight?" you ask.

You look in each other's eyes. Your breaths deepen and fall in time together.

"Yes, Joe," Mona says. "Let's take a ride in my boat together, tonight." She kicks her shorts and panties off, then bends down to retrieve a little square packet from her shorts pocket. "Here's your life preserver," she says. "Sorry it's not orange." She holds out her hand, pinching it in her finger and thumb.

You take the packet from Mona. The wrapped condom crinkles between your fingers. "Thanks," you say.

"Lie down on the sand, Joe," she says.

You lie down in the sand, making yourself comfortable on your back, and pull down your shorts.

As your hard-on is revealed, Mona breathes in with a hiss, then chuckles. "Good thing I'm on top," she says.

"Good," you say. You open the packet, check for the direction it unrolls, and suit yourself up. "Ready for a ride?"

"I've been ready half the night," Mona says. "Couldn't you tell?"

"Guess I've got to get better at that," you say.

"Well, I didn't actually cream through my pants," Mona says. "But Rowan could tell. That's why she was patting my ass. She has super radar for horniness, and she kinda can't help getting a contact high."

Mona straddles you, bare below her waist except for sneakers and socks. She bends down and reaches between her legs, grasping your shaft.

Mona sighs as she settles down on your cock. No fooling, she's wet and hot, and you slide right in. "Damn that's good," she says.

Roll +Hard (+3) (+2 Hard, +1 Forward) to fuck Mona on the beach.