Beach House

By Mary Tales

Sun, sand, sea, and six people having a good time.

Jessica's enjoying a spot of nude sunbathing and swimming, waiting for her hot husband to bring four special visitors over.

The band Ten Inch Dragon are recording their new album on the same island, but they've taken a break from the studio to fulfil Jessica's long time fantasy of being taken hard and without protection by a bunch of eager guys. They'll do whatever she wants to do. And she wants to do everything.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Mary Tales
• Release date: Nov 28, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370662333

Mary Tales

With a surname like Tales, what else could young Mary do. She's a very naughty lady with a vivid imagination, and she wants to share it with you.

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Beach House

Mary Tales

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Copyright 2017

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The sand was a crisp gold, warm and soft against Jessica's skin. She rolled onto her front, and savoured the sensation of it against her bare breasts and belly. She thought about how exposed she was, here on the beach, and her nipples tightened and dug little holes through the grains.

Of course, there was no-one around to see her, stretched out naked, halfway between the beach house and the gently breaking waves. The beach had its own cove, a crescent of low cliffs keeping it private from the larger stretches of sand either side. When the wind changed, she could hear the happy sounds of the crowd just around the headland. Occasionally, a boat went past, briefly viewed in the gap leading out to sea.

From inland, it was almost impossible to get to the beach. A rough road- more of a track, really- was blocked by locked gates and warning signs. Trees and a couple of low ridge lines meant that the beach house couldn't