At least in my opinion. He was standing behind me and began to explore my wet and wanting pussy with his finger…slowly and gently at first…then he...continued with an additional finger. It was amazing…you see…I didn’t know of positions other than missionary…and this was both provocative and amazing…I was enjoying this…and then it happened. He placed his rock hard cock into me, grabed me at the waist and began to thrust inside of me…he was entering deeper and further inside of me, it was more than. His cock is now sticking straight up in the air and I continue with my handjob while leaning in licking at his sac. I feel his hand on the top of my head again and he starts pushing. My tongue slides down his balls and down onto the piece of skin underneath them. He reaches down and lifts his balls up so I can lick underneath. I've never gone this low on a guy before, but I'm so overtaken with lust that I don't fight it. I slow my stroking and lick up to the underside of his sac, and back. The previous night she had walk around the bungalow in nothing but a t-shirt and the cold had made sure her nipples were clearly visible. It drove me crazy to see her like this. I couldn’t stop thinking about her. The next day an opportunity arose. We were lazing around in the Jacuzzi. Sanjana was wearing a tight body-hugging swimsuit that gave me a hard-on all morning long. She said she needed to go back to her room to get something. I watched Sanjana’s ass dance in that little swimsuit as she. He wasn’t engaged but he didn’t want her to hurt him again. Something didn’t add up to him and he pondered it since they met. Why would she suddenly ask to be friends after all the time that had passed? This time he would insist on answers. He was determined to wait for her no matter when she would come home. He didn’t want to affect her work so he decided to sit down on the park bench, with a clear view to the front entrance of the condo. There was room next to Mrs. Sullivan so he sat.