When my latina wife and I [31m] first started dating, we had a decent sex life in which any risqué activity would be momentous, standing out in memory considering our sexless marriage now.
We were down in Santa Monica for a summer weekend getaway, and taking a walk along Venice Beach at night under an almost full moon. We found a secluded and sat down chatting it up. I don’t know if it was the romantic environment or we just two college grads that were enjoying that new relationship shop energy, but there was something naughty twinkling in her eyes.
But as I sat there, she leaned over and began kissing me very passionately, with hands on my face. She ran said hands slowly down my chest, down my stomach and to my crotch and began rubbing the outside of my cock. I moaned lightly as she began doing that in which she pulled away with a naughty grin. She began picking up rubbing my cock as my hands dug deeper in the sand trying to hold myself up. She then suddenly stopped, scanned the area to make sure we were alone, then proceeded to unzip pants and gently pulled out my cock with my eyes widening realizing what was happening.