You don’t know…

You hesitate. On one hand you’re not sure if this bimbo should be trusted on her own on the other hand you know that you can’t go anywhere unnoticed with her in her current state of undress. As you think about it the blonde recognises your indecision and approaches you in the water. The waves run just her belly, lapping around what you know must be a pussy rubbed absolutely raw at this stage. But your eyes aren’t on the waves; they’re on her massive melons which she’s barely covering with one arm.

“Tell you what stud,” says the secret agent in a husky voice, “you get me my clothes and I’ll make it worth your while.” She comes closer to you now and you’re practically touching when she continues in a voice which seems to promise everything “I’ve never had any complaints before now.”

That does it; you feel your abused cock twitch yet again and eying her immaculate bronzed figure one last time you head back towards the beach.

Getting to the sand you head for the small clump of trees where you hid earlier on. From there you can see back towards the group with Bruce. It seems to have broken up a little, there’s couples lying around the area and most of them don’t seem to be wearing anything. You can’t see that dickhead Bruce anywhere so you edge back towards the sand where the slut’s clothes should be.

As you get closer you finally see Bruce, he’s lying down on the clothes you need, obviously intending to wait for the secret agent to return.

There’s no way you’re involving him again so you hunker down and search in the sand for other clothes. Luckily for you the various couples dotted about don’t notice you; seemingly they have something else to occupy their minds. You spy out a busty girl you noticed earlier, nothing in comparison to the curvaceous bimbo who got you into this mess but still nice. From where you are she seems to be riding naked on top of one those jerks who were hanging around with Bruce earlier. Her eyes are closed but she’s obviously approaching climax so you better act quickly.

You crawl towards the busty girl, at last finding her clothes in a heap nearby. You gather them up quickly and move away quietly. You’re not sure what you’ve got here but the secret agent will have to make do. You can tell her that the group is gone and then head the other direction so she doesn’t run into Bruce.

As you return to the trees you feel the chill of the oncoming evening and you wonder what the cold will do to an already erect pair of nipples. With that in mind you hurry on down to the sea where you left the secret agent.