Suggest we go somewhere more private

"Maybe we should go somewhere more private?" I suggested.

"You mean you don't want to give whoever it is a show?" Shawna said, placing her toned arms around my neck.

I began to slide us through the water towards the shore. "It's not that," I said, grinning, "I just want you all to myself."

Shawna feigned a sigh. "If you insist."

I angled our approach in to the waterline to take us a ways down the beach from the campfire and tents. Shawna thrust her tongue in my mouth and kissed me again. As we reached the shallow water, we stumbled onto the beach and tumbled to the sand among some rocks and low shrubs that grew close to the water. From here, I felt concealed from view from the camp.

Shawna's kisses grew more passionate now that we had stopped traveling. Her hands roamed over my back, rubbing my shoulders and up and down my spine. I suckled her neck and then licked her breasts, tasting the salt water and the delicious flavor of her flesh. My hands could not get enough of her marvelous tits, at least not until I reached lower and discovered that her top was not the only thing missing from her bikini.

Shawna gasped as I slid a finger into the warm folds of her pussy. As she writhed beneath me she grabbed my head forcefully to bring my mouth back to hers. Her response to my finger was turning me on even more. Her body jerked and twisted, rubbing her naked skin over mine, her quick, deep breaths causing her tits to bounce wonderfully.

"Oh, god, John," she gasped in my ear. "Fuck me. I want you in me now."