I, some how, made it through the day and back home. I stripped down and started reading my favorite erotica and felt my nipples get hard, my juices st...rted to flow. But I wasn't in the mood to finish quickly tonight, I teased myself. Long slow stroke of my fingers, purposefully avoiding my clit, waiting until I was soaking wet to even insert one finger. But one wasn't enough, I needed more, needed to feel stretched. I jumped to three fingers, loving the way my outer lips strained just a little. Agreeing to call him after Jim and I checked into our hotel in the downtown section of his city, we signed off.The masturbation, for me, occurred after we had signed off and I had gone to bed, thinking about the possibilities.When Jim came home, the next day, I was upfront with him about Greg and I's webcam chat of last night. He was pleased that I seemed to be fully on-board with the upcoming weekend.That night, Jim and I had a very memorable oral session, pleasing us both, immensely.~We. Going on?” he said.Jacob motioned him over. Looking down over the railing and into the blue of the dark sea, lit only by what cracks of moonlight could get through the clouds, he could see nothing. At least at first. But in the blue of the Caribbean sea, something dark was moving. Something huge. Long, humongous trails of dark moved around in something of a circle, far beneath them where it was like watching an underwater, black cloud. And it was getting bigger.Again, the moan poured out. .." and with that Francesca began rummaging through cupboards and with a triumphant "aha!" brought out and lit some candles in the living room and put some music on while I leaned against a kitchen cupboard trying to take it all in, wondering what nymph of fortune was smiling down on me."Come and sit down" - we went through to the living room and sat down on a sofa together."Look, I'm breaking everyone one of my own rules here tonight. If I was at home, I'd be up at 7am and out with the.