Swimming was high on the kid's list of activities when they visited. The favourite spot was the lagoon just before the Little Pebble river broke into ...he estuary. Originally it was a bend in the river but when the river changed it's course the lagoon remained. When the tide came in it filled up to about six feet in depth, as the tide retreated a sandstone bar retained about four feet of water. In summer this was a nice warm pool and the kids were always wanting to go there.I was pottering. Ray and Judit, left the dingy backstreet warehouse with the ebullient noisy crowd, happy they had seen it for themselves, satisfied that it was not a legend, but a real live occurrence. Women really did want to be fucked by someone ‘hung like a horse’. Sipping a genuine local Margarita, in an equally seedy bar, they discussed the show.“You going to tell Hubert we took him up on his recommendation?” asked Ray.“Course I am and maybe Edith too, I mean she’s been everywhere with him,” said. Do not move,” he said, pulling her closer to the edge of the bed, opening her legs wide, and kissing her mound, inhaling her womanly scent of excitement. She pulled her arms back on the mattress to hold herself up and bent her head down to look at him. It was an incredibly erotic sight, and as she imagined in her solitary nights, the feeling of his mustache tickling her pussy was incredible.She then laid down on the bed and bent her knees up to have her pussy wide open before him. With one hand. Then suddenly I there was a silence which I broke and said oh so let’s celebrate we both are friends and we laughed and parted away after that in the night I received her SMS saying that she felt very happy and excited after meeting me which I reciprocated and said I was very excited meeting with you. So we keep chatted for long till midnight and then we slept next and I was busy so could not met her in fact she was interested to see which I said some other day but in the night we again chatted.