Whisper and pet

With her head on your shoulder, you can hear her moaning softly as your fingers glide over the thin material covering her pussy. Her shoulders are against your chest and her arms are limp at her side, draped over your knees. That pussy, though, keeps getting wetter and her lips keep getting more pronounced.

No longer interested in keeping up the illusion of not showing her off on the beach, you whisper to her, watching the few people paying attention to what's happening under your shade umbrella at the beach.

"I need you to do everything that I'm about to say," you tell your girlfriend as you slide your finger over her swelling pussy lips, stopping at the top to tap lightly against her clit.

"You keep rubbing my pussy like that and you can do whatever you want," she purrs, nuzzling her mouth against your neck. You know her eyes are closed, you know her hair is blocking her vision anyway, and as she says it, you feel her pussy get hotter and her suit get wetter.

It's amazing that as few people are looking as there are, but you're pleasantly surprised to have attracted the attention of a pair of women on the beach as well.

"You mean like this?" you ask, stroking her kitty some more and tapping her clit on each pass. "Or like this?" you ask and deftly slip your finger in between her pussy and the wet fabric, copying the same move as you tease her hole, slip up her lips, and find her clit, rubbing and tapping it.

"Mmm, fuck..." she moans lightly, completely oblivious to the faces turning her way and the pair of phones that have come up. Fuck you're hard!