As a gymnast and cross-country runner in high school she was in excellent shape. Working out three nights a week at the IMA with Erin didn't hurt eith...r. Her tightly curled brown hair was worn in a bob, and simply haloed her face. Bright green eyes danced in the candle light which Richard had summoned without actually thinking about it."A penny for your thoughts...", Megan giggled. "You do use pennies don't you? Far away in your land of fairies?" In spite of the moment and the tension that hung. She felt like it was indeed all a dream as she watched him slowly peel the rest of her suit down and felt the cool ocean breeze on her wet pussy and then his hot breath as he kneeled before her to push her suit off of her ankles. Her whole body tingled as his fingers found her hot pussy and spread her lips wide as he flicked his tongue over her hard clit. She screamed out, her body having been denied for so long as her orgasm swept her and her knees weakened. She fought at her bindings, not to. "Your cock in my pussy, please." She answered softly, her voice needy with want."What's that? What do you want?"Your cock in my pussy, plea...AHHHHHH!" Her answer was cut short as he plunged into her entrance, placing 5 inches of his thick cock into her sopping wet cunt. "Very well, Rinko. Feel the power of my cock." He said, pushing her legs wide apart and plunging all 8 inches of his cock inside her pussy and hilting himself fully inside her, making her violet eyes go wide and her mouth let. She was keen on somebody else.On the journey out I recall sharing a (fairly small) tent with the two of them. I wanted to sleep in the middle but Joan insisted that she should take the middle “to keep us apart”. Nothing happened but, looking back, there were one or two moments when there was a bit of sexual “frisson”. Joan had given me one or two looks which I had been too inexperienced to interpret.On arrival, we all stayed in a small hotel in a Spanish fishing village (which is probably a.