Time for me to match the competition.” “Competition?” I laughed. “You’re the most gorgeous thing within a thousand miles, and what you can...do with your throat is beyond imagining.” “It’s not my throat we’re going to be using tonight, professor. It’s your tongue. I made my pussy bald so that you can have unrestricted access to all of its nooks and crannies.” And then, before I could even get my clothes off, or we have an introductory kiss, she pulled me around and had me kneel and front of. Three times, in fact.” She answered.“Do you mean...” I started.“Yep. In my mouth, my pussy, and my ass.” She said.Now I could feel my cock getting hard again. I hadn't had that happen for a long time. I almost felt like a teen again myself.“Oh, it seems like you are enjoying this too!” Susie giggled.I started fucking my wife again with long slow strokes.“Ah, that's nice. But go easy on me. The boys really worked me over.” She responded.That wasn't making it any easier for me. I was still. The place was really wonderful and very comfortable. We enjoyed the beach, the hotel sauna and a good meal for dinner.We spent part of the night fucking like rabbits.On the second day, we had a late breakfast and after midday we hired a car to go to this infamous beach. We arrived there and went straight to the nudist area and into the dunes. There were some couples around but mostly were men in pairs…Ana said she did not mind, since she was looking for men to use her.But she looked a bit. I didn’t see the time anywhere, but the growing pool of drool told me that I had been gagged for quite some time now. I had given up on the idea of trying to find something to cut myself free with. I probably couldn’t maneuver anywhere far and I knew that I would’ve been facing a far longer punishment if I got caught.So after quite some time, the trepidation, worry and fear was overshadowed by simple boredom. There was nothing to do, hogtied and gagged on my own living room couch. The remote of.