Between the three of us we kissed and played, taking turns to have sex with Sandra.At one point I was lying on my side kissing Sandra and feeling her ...reasts which I am always fascinated by, with Phil at my back. Sandra stretched over to pull Phil in closer, and pulled on his cock to get it hard again. I could feel it rising against my naked backside. With the other hand she was touching my own cock at the top of her thighs; she pulled Phil in closer and his cock found my opening wetting it. Did she mean on the bum or across the hand? If it was on the bum would it be over clothes or bare? Whatever it was it made us all behave well for some time.It couldn’t last of course and a week later, during a history discussion talking about ancient Egypt, Mike joked that Cleopatra was a big girl. He might have got away with that but he went on to reinforce his message, suggesting she was well endowed like ‘Angie’ here, nodding at me.The room went quiet for a good ten seconds then Mrs. Watson. Shortly the other two joined her with " Tom" being dressed in Stephani's male clothes. Dress pants and a polo shirt. His chest hair visibly peeking out the opened V-neck. Stephani was wearing one of the dresses she bought earlier. It was black satin, cut to mid-thigh, form fitting through the hips and waist and a plunging neckline reviled more than ample cleavage. Her make-up flawless and her hair done up with curled bangs and held high off of her face with a large barrette leaving her ears. She would always be grateful for our time together but was going to concentrate on her career, and should I be looking for a relationship I must concentrate on other females.The last lines of her letter showed what her feelings were towards me.Well, that's it Des. Thanks for a fabulous time in Praslin.I doubt if any other man will give me such a fantastic bonking. I will certainly miss that, but however good a sex life we might have enjoyed I could never be fully trustful of you, and I need.