His accent thick. His eyes looked dark, menacing. “I don’t take to eye rollin’. When I say I was worried, that’s what I meant.”I could only ...tare into his eyes. They went from ice blue to black pools of an abyss in a heartbeat. Without a word he turned, took my hand, and led me back towards the resort. As we made our way along the beach, we stood out. He in jeans, boots, a white dress shirt, and a cowboy hat. And me pathetically being dragged alongside him. We encountered a few younger men. This time they were randomly accompanied by a dull thumping, every time Emma kicked her legs onto the bed. She kept her legs wide open and bent at the knee. Occasionally it got too much for her and would lash out by kicking her one then her other leg onto the soft mattress.Natalie carried on and before long Emma was trashing too violently to allow Natalie to carry on licking. Emma was experiencing and orgasm unlike anything she had felt thus far. Anything she managed on her own or with her. So far I’ve had only middling success. Still, driving home I rehearsed my proposed apology.If past experience repeated itself I’d apologize for my behavior while outlining why I was angry. I’d separate the issue from my reaction. Almost always Sarah would acknowledge she’d misinterpreted what I’d said and she would apologize for that. A hug and a kiss would seal our reconciliation.Not this time. Not with what I saw.This wasn’t the first time I’d seen Sarah with another woman, but it was the. I vowed to never leave my room. A vow that lasted an hour before I had to pee.Then I vowed to never leave my room except to use the bathroom.As I lay there, my phone vibrating and chirping, the images of yesterday flowed through my mind. How Samantha claimed my pussy was hers. How she fucked me bent over the toilet while the futas watched me. Her girl-dick drilled into me, stirring up my cunt.My pussy grew hotter and hotter as I lay naked in my bed. Yes, I was still naked, still following the.