As I sit there waiting, I see that the name on the desk says “Jane”. I am very disappointed, but I have to stay and ask.The door opens behind me a...d perfume comes wafting in. It is a very sensual and arousing scent. A very nice looking woman walks behind the desk and sits down. She introduces herself, and asks what she can do to help me.As I describe my problem, she stands up, closes the door and walks to the window, to look out. She seems distant and preoccupied. I stand up, walk around the. She wanted to kiss as I fucked her, but soon I needed to put her down. I turned her around. She had her ass just above the small waves.I knew she was in the mood, so I began to talk sexy to her telling her how sexy she was bent over. I went on to tell her how good it was and that she was beautiful. I let her know that I loved fucking her shaved pussy. I know this idea turned her on. I held her waist and my hard cock entered her wanting cunt... then Ana thought she heard voices. I heard them. He did not know what to do with his hand, which was going from my kundi to thighs and boobs and all sorts of places. After some time I got up and attempted to open his fly to see his kunji. Then he told me that now any time my husband would come back and we should stop and dress back. After that within five minutes my husband came back however, we aborted the beach trip since it was too late. On the way, back he was trailing behind our bike on his scooter giving me some romantic look and even. At one end of the bar stood three thirty-somethings, including the ginger from outside who now leaned against an oversize chain suspended between the ceiling and the floor. Ginger had stripped down to a neon pink jockstrap and the other two wore Spandex wrestling kits—with the asses cut out.At the small round tables in the shadows sat solitary men pushing 50, dressed in leather or the basic denim and black, slowly sipping their beers. One had a silver crewcut and matching stubble. He locked.