The bartender was a very handsome young black man, in his early thirties, very friendly. After some tequila shots, Ana leaned on me and whispered in m... ear if I would give her permission to drag this black guy to our bed.I smiled at her, saying she knew I would be happy to watch her being fucked by a younger black man.After flirting with this guy, Ana finally asked him if he could join us at our resort for a last drink. The young man, whose name was Bertrand, gladly accepted the invite and I. Fir maine neelu se kaha mujhe lucky banna hey to usne mana kiya pehle fir mere baar baar zid karne pe uske terrace ka darwaja lock karne ko kaha aur main jhat se lock kar aaya, fir maine wahan rakhhi ki folding ko khada khada kiya aur water tanker ke side rakh diya ki hum kisi ko aas paas na dikhe.Ek tarah se wo 1 cave sa ban gaya tha jahan 1 sher tha aur uska shikar, maine time na waste karte hue Neelu ke kapde utarna shuru kar diya, us din Neelu ney purple colour ki bra and panty pehen rakhhi. "Nothing, Marco, really. Don’t burn that burger." He scoffed. "I never burn nothin' I don't mean to. Now, it's Christmas," he said in a reasonable tone. "So, you stop lookin' like a ghost. That's for Halloween." "Right." Emma shook her head and went back to the main floor, ignoring her fluttering stomach. Luke had come close—so close—to what had happened. Except he'd left out the dark things. Couldn't see them, perhaps. She pressed her fingers to her eyes; she didn't want him to know the dark. I was surprised to see her face changing strangely from recognition to pleasure to a semi-sour mien. "Oh. Hello, Toni. I'm fine." She looked me over. "You're certainly looking well. Quite a change, I'd say." The change did not appear to please her."Thank you. I am well, Fran. I feel wonderful. How come we don't see you at Wednesday any more? It's been quite a while."Fran's face turned genuinely sour. "You're not going to see me again, either. I had quite enough of that bunch."I was taken aback..