It was an improvement over self satisfaction, and he grabbed plenty of it. It was offered up on the plate of life, and he dined on it. It was really t...at simple, that basic. He didn’t even remember all of their names.Truth be told, however, he didn’t particularly like girls. They were emotional, they were possessive, and they were controlling. They seemed to over think every situation in the world, and often seemed to believe that he was a mind reader, capable of reading what they wanted of him. The world outside was so quiet, peaceful, unspoilt. In the background the music played, the haunting strains of the violin filling the room. It was calling her, enchanting her like a snake charmer, making her want to do its bidding. She closed her eyes, stretching her arms above her head, reaching up, her fingertips pressed hard against the window, supporting her. She arched her hips forward against the glass, pressing her sex to it, her dark hair highlighted against it. Her full breasts. As we disembarked, my loving Victor took my hand and held it for a momentThe contact with his soft skin made me warm, wet and my nipples got hard.The weather was sunny, with just a few small clouds set against a deep blue sky. The mild breeze made my summer dress billow and the humidity made the halter cling to my breasts. I was happy, here I was walking with my hubby as other men were looking at me with lust desire; but deep inside I knew that during that week there, I would fuck a well hung. Feeling like I was an actor in a bad movie, I said “Do you like what you see?” “Mmmmm, quiero mucho”, she said, and once again her smile lit up her face. She dropped the towel and clothes to the floor, as she extended a slim hand to stroke along the length of my erect member. The touch of her fingers as they slid along my penis made me even harder, and she circled my length, sliding a finger over the now oozing tip. I reached out and slip her blouse off her shoulders, revealing her lovely.