We took the elevator down to the lobby and proceeded past the pool to the large patio area with restaurants and even a dance floor which was only step... from the gorgeous beach. The girls were like little k**s, absorbing the sights and smells. Mike and I spotted a little tiki sports bar with a couple of ballgames on the tv and proceeded to grab ourselves a couple of Margaritas. After 10 or 15 minutes, the girls joined us for a couple more drinks before dinner. The meal was fantastic. There’s. She stops at nothing to cum and opens herself up in all ways to make sure she and they get what they want. She's controlled by her pussy, a soft, tingling, wet mushy spot between her thighs that can't be pounded enough.I've thought of Krista as a wild card. She wants to feel in control by initiating sex, but at the same time, she wants to be dominated and pounded. She has an illusion of feeling in control, but loves the feeling of being treated like meat, as if her only purpose is get fucked. She saw it and from the look on her face I knew its the first time she had seen a cock , she raised one hand to touch it , she grabbed it and I held her hand and showed her how to stroke it , she started pumping my cock up and down and I told her to stop , I caught her hair and lifted her head near my cock , I told her to open her mouth , she was hesitant but obeyed , I put my cock in her mouth and holding her hair I would guide her up and down , sometimes stopping when my cock was completely. Paul's truck was stillthere, right where she'd parked it, so odds were good that Brad hadn'tseen it. Feeling slightly reassured Becky moved from the garage into thedarkened kitchen. The house had an empty feeling. Becky moved throughthe kitchen and peeked into the living room. The TV was muted, but Beckysaw that it was playing the latest "Chain Saw" movie. As she glancedaround the room Becky noticed that it was empty.Suddenly, Becky felt uneasy. Brad was normally a sweet and gentle.