Man #4 came up and rubbed his hands on my face and smeared the cum all over and into my hair even more. Then he proceeded to jack off onto my face and...chest. I was left alone in the room so I laid down on the fuck bench thinking about what had happened. On Sunday, the day I left, I finally came! All this time getting men off (and enjoying it thoroughly) I decided to just go for broke and be nasty. I had checked out of Island House and was killing time until I had to leave for the airport with a. I was used to seeing her dressed as she was so didn't think too much of it. She also introduced herself and we stood there for a few minutes chatting about the area and our background. With the sun beaming down on us it did little to hide the wonderful view of my wife. Her pink nipples and small b**sts were clearly visible through the slip along with a small triangular patch of pussy hair clearly visible too.After a few minutes we moved back to our chairs to resume our breakfast. My wife turned. I didn't take offence, it was more playful. It was around 8pm at this time. I was feeling a little tipsy but nothing compared to my first year at college.The night went on and I drank some more, swam some more. Talked with people and danced around.Around 1130pm I was feeing pretty good. Walking around I walked by my dads friends again. They made a couple more comments. This time I stopped and decided to talk. They kept making jokes about my body "in that skimpy bikini" and asked if I was trying. To bina sound kiye jab maine dekha, to koi saaya hamare pichle ghar ki roof se hamari deewar cross karke roof par aaya, aur ab wo Sumera ke ghar ki deewar ki taraf jaane laga.Jaise hi usne deewar cross karke Sumera ki roof par kadam rakha, main dabe paon uske sar par pahunch gaya. Wo aage idhar-udhar dekh raha tha, aur isse pehle wo kuch mehsoos karta, maine usko peeche se daboch liya.Mere dabochte hi maine kaha: Chor! Kaha jaa raha hai chori karne?Wo rone laga, aur request karne laga: Main.