“Hey Darling, don't I know you from somewhere.”“I rather doubt that,” I said. “I've only been in London for a little while now.”“You're ... Yank,” she said in a distinct Cockney accent. Turning around to point me out she continued “Lookie here, we got a Yank. Tell me, sweetums, did you come all this way just to get fooocked.” She sort of slurred the “fucked” and I realized she'd had more than a couple of drinks by then, not a good sign. She leaned in close and practically slobbered in my ear.. It turns out Taylor didn't like Matt at all she found him annoying and immature as well as not funny at all. Matt didn't have a problem with Taylor except for the fact that she seemed to not like him. They were both there with 5 of there frinds. They had all just started drinking only 2 minutes ago. So none of them were even a little buzzed. I gave them both of them a mental nudge to go swimming in the water. So they both went into the water not realizing anybody had even made them. While. Soon she was posting up and down on him as he thrust up into her. This time she grabbed the weight bar, and ground her hips back against him. Todd looked at me, grinned and winked. “Fun stuff, huh? If you’re lucky, tonight you become a man, cuz.” I gave him an amazed look; I never dreamed that there might be a turn for me. Just then there was a quiet knock on the door. Todd opened it, and Tom slipped inside. “Hey, Tom, glad ya could make it! You wouldn’t believe how much this lady likes to. I kept kissing and licking her neck, slowly moving upward. I teased her nipples with my tongue, flicking and swirling them in my mouth. She moaned again and again as I pleasured her sensitive spots.My dick was hard again and aching. Continuing with my kisses, I put her legs on my shoulders and thrust into her in one push. She was very wet and mushy, but still tight. Her warm pussy lips enveloped my length and dickhead completely. I paused briefly to enjoy the sensation. I bent forward as I.