After much booing and rebelling, Albert remained unwavering in his decision, constantly checking his watch.
"Stop being such a mom, Albert," someone said at one time, but Albert only laughed.
"Well, someone has to, Trent."
A couple of minutes later, we were ready to go but everyone was not present.
Albert glossed over the group present. "Where are Sheila and Bolzen?" he asked.
"Bridget too?" another added.
I had seen Bolzen and Sheila leave the group for their adventures toward the rocky sides of the beach.
As such, I volunteered to go and find them myself since it seemed like I was the only one with a hint of where they could be.
I went searching for my friend, Bolzen and his companion. Little did I know that he was having himself a good time with Sheila.
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Somewhere further away from the rest of the Emerald class, the rocky parts of the Sunsun Beach.
Bolzen and Sheila Molize were having their moment in the rocky terrains of Sunsun Beach, hidden in one of its caverns while they were been searched for.
Bolzen didn't waste the opportunity when it presented itself.
Sheila, as well, was willing and ready to try it out with him.
They'd been into each other for a while and neither of them denied that fact.
Sheila threw her head back, exposing her slender neck for Bolzen's lips to plant a kiss or two on it.
Bolzen kissed her neck and with the tip of his tongue, he softly moved over her dripping chocolate skin down to her bosomy chest, in between her breasts.
Sheila chuckled and then smiled. Bolzen looked up and did the same.
"What?" he asked.
Sheila smiled once more and shook her head.
"Nothing. Don't stop."
Bolzen's hand groped her right bosom and with two of his fingers, he swept the straps of her bikini top and slid it over her shoulders.
The cups of her bra lowered. Then, the straps were loosened, hanging on her upper arm and showing off her breasts.
Her breasts were enticing as wet as it was, and even more enticing were her darker, erect nipples.
Bolzen pressed her bosoms with care, one of his fingers moving over her nipples in circles.
His lips locked with hers in a deep kiss and his tongue wandered in her mouth.
At that same time, a few drops of water fell from the roof of the cavern, tapping Sheila's naked shoulders.
Instantly, she felt a paroxysm of cold shivers mixed with a feeling of pleasure from Bolzen french kissing her and instinctively, Sheila started to suck on his tongue with so much passion that it was obvious it was something she enjoyed doing.
Bolzen and Sheila were immersed in their soul kissing and gentle stroking of each other's hair.
The fingers of one hand entwined in his hair and her other hand rubbed over his short, caressing his tarse and balls.
Bolzen moaned into her mouth and Sheila smiled. Her voice was muffled but she asked:
"You like it, huh?"
Their moans muffled the sound of water drops hitting the ground. Although the cavern was cool, it was steamy too from the tension of passion between these two.
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Sheila was a beautiful young lady. Tall and dark-skinned, the real definition of melanin that was popping.
Her slender figure made her pass for a model, maybe if she wasn't pursuing to be a witch, putting herself on the covers of the newspapers might be the next thing on her list.
Her slim body made her breasts and tiny waist more obvious to the eyes that cared to look.
Sheila's breasts weren't massive or any of that, they were what could be called a normal size but because of her svelte nature, they appeared big on her.
Both breasts were out, with nipples erect and her bikini top all the way down to her waistline.
The warmth of Bolzen's mouth and the whirling of his moist tongue over the nipples set them on fire.
Muffled moans escaped her lips as she squirmed like a salted worm.
"Mmm," she let out, feeling a gentle bite on her nipple from Bolzen.
She put her hands over Bolzen's head, shoving him down to her coochie.
Bolzen resisted the pressure and moved at his own pace, his tongue breezing over Sheila's skin on its way down to her coochie.
He bit onto her panty, pulling it down with his teeth.
As he did so, Sheila's thighs clutched together as if rejecting Bolzen's presence.
It was not her fault. It was a natural reflex in her kicking in.
She knew Bolzen wanted her and she craved his for his member to be inside her likewise but for some reason, her thighs locked the gates to her kitty.
Bolzen glanced up at her and smiled.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked in a gentle, non-persuasive tone.
"Mm-hmm," she hummed, nodding her head.
Her thighs were smooth, thick and still clutched together. Bolzen glanced at the thighs and then at Sheila.
Her cheeks flushed and she began to spread them apart, slowly opening the gates to Bolzen's warm lips.
"So... wet," Bolzen muttered as he saw her thighs still connected by her vagina fluids that was stuck in between them.
Bolzen played around her vulva first before going in.
He kissed the well-trimmed bush around her coochie, his lips planting them at different sites with his fingers flickering over her clitoris, sending jolts of tingling sensation to her nerves.
Sheila was already gushing wet, ocean dripping between her thighs.
"Damn, you... are... so... wet."
Her face flushed even more and she got so embarrassed that she unknowingly waltzed her hand about, striking Bolzen on the side of his head.
"Ouch! What was that for?"
"Sorry. Don't stop... please," she begged, "I won't do it again."
Bolzen rubbed the side of his head that had been struck to numb the pain as he glared at Sheila for a brief moment before continuing.
Neither his tongue nor his fingers... or even his dick had gone into her vagina and yet, Sheila had become ocean wet, dripping so much that her thighs glistened from the layering of her pussy juice on them.
The real show was yet to begin.