Yesterday Blog: 8TH STREET LATINAS dug her toes in the sand and Doug strained to hear for any noises that might sound like anyone might be around. They looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders. Doug grabbed the elastic waistband of his trunks and quickly pulled them down. His already-hard cock sprang free. Tricia smiled and removed her top as they slowly waded into the water. The water was chillier than they thought as they made their way to the paddleboat dock where they were going to leave their clothes and towels. Tricia put her hand on Doug's shoulder as she slid her bikini bottoms off. "Is that going to stay hard when it gets in the water?" she whispered, as she bent near his rigid cock.
