Somehow in some strange way that morning started out with an aura of lust I have no doubt was brewing up inside the two us and for damn sure Toro as h... done what he’d done to me already that morning.No doubt Patti had just as strong a sexual need and desire as I did because it was clearly evident as hell the way her pussy glistened with wetness and little dew drops of it glistened in her bush of hair all around it as well.There wasn’t any detectable sexual smell though the smell of the coffee. His name was Enzo. He and his friends were from the French town of Strasbourg, which was just a short drive over the border. Enzo mentioned that he like hanging out at the German beaches, as he found the German girls were more friendly and easier to talk too.He politely asked if his two friends could join us and Christine quickly agreed before I had a chance to object. Waving his friends over, they grabbed their towels and sat down beside us. Their names were Leo and Marc. Much like Enzo, they. "Sure," I replied.She kissed me once for five seconds and I was speechless."I always wondered what that would be like," Angel said.I didn't know what to think about that, so I just kissed her right back."Now you know," I said.It was silent for a few seconds as we looked at each other."But now I wanna know a few more things too," Angel replied as she took my hand.We went in and she closed the door. We both went to the bedroom, she laid down and pulled me on top of her. We kissed again, but I had. .. so good so f**king hot. F**king hell who are you. Can I see you later. Uh god ...... uh god .... that's it .... I'm cumming ..... I'm cumming ... this is for your porn watching prick of a husband .... I want him to see what he's missing.'' At half past one in the morning I get an incoming video call ... on the screen is an image of Janice's torso, blouse open, bra-less, atop a table, tits dancing around. As the phone moves I see her naked thigh, skirt riding up on her belly. There's a man.