Exhibitionist girlfriend take cumshot from voyeur at the nudist beach [Exhibitionists]

The sun beat down on the nudist beach, turning the sand into a scorching blanket. She strutted down the shore, her tits bouncing freely, knowing the eyes of strangers were on her. Her exhibitionist girlfriend fucking loved it, the thrill of being watched, the heat of the sun on her naked skin. She picked a spot near some rocks, where the sand was cooler, and spread out her towel, her ass cheeks clenching as she bent over. She knew he was there, the voyeur, hidden behind the rocks, his eyes glued to her pussy, his cock hard and throbbing. She slowly sank to her knees, her back arching, her tits pressing into the towel. She looked over her shoulder, locking eyes with the peeper, a wicked smile playing on her lips. She began to finger her wet cunt, her hips grinding against her hand, her moans filling the air. The voyeur’s breath hitched, his hand wrapped around his shaft, stroking in time with her movements. She could see the precum glistening at his tip, could almost taste it. She stood up, her body glistening with sweat, and walked over to him, her hips swaying. She dropped to her knees, her mouth watering as she took his cock in her hand, feeling its heat, its hardness. She licked the precum off the tip, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head, before taking him deep into her throat, gagging slightly as she deepthroated his throbbing shaft.

Her head bobbed up and down, her lips wrapped tightly around his cock, her hand working the base. She could feel his balls tightening, could feel his cock throbbing in her mouth. She looked up at him, her eyes watering, her mouth full of his cock, and he groaned, his hips bucking as he came hard, his cum shooting down her throat. She swallowed every drop, her hand still stroking his cock, milking it for every last bit of cum. She stood up, her body shaking with excitement, her pussy dripping with need. The beach was empty, the voyeur gone, but she knew he’d be back, drawn to her like a moth to a flame. She lay back on her towel, her legs spread wide, her fingers playing with her clit, her body begging for more. The sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the beach, but she didn’t care. She was lost in her own world, a world of exhibitionism and voyeurism, a world where she was the queen.