I’m sure you can hear the squeaking that reminds you it needs to be oiled. But you don’t move, and you don’t open your eyes. I love to see you l...ke this. Slowly, I walk up behind you and wrap my arms around your neck and chest. I slide my hands over your big, muscular chest. I know what it feels like even with my eyes closed. I have drifted to sleep in those arms and on that chest many nights before. You reach your hands up and lightly rub my arms, just enough to let me know that you want me. Into a dixie cup. I shot gigantic loads into the cup, I swear!!! It felt soooo good. FUCK, I start to get scared.... you know that period when after you cum, you just regret everything you ust did, lol! I HAD TO gEt over it fast though!Then they carried me into another room with a table and bent me over the table and took turns fucking the shit out of me. They pounded me for hours, I cried out so hard, it was painful but pleasureable. The whole time they held my arms behind me and my head. She felt it splatter on her nose and checks and then her lips. It felt warm as it dripped on her face. Rod finished cumming and proceeded to stick his cock back in her mouth. She tasted the warm salty taste of the cum as she cleaned the cock with her mouth. Becca felt Sandy’s tongue as the blonde woman began to lick the cum from her face. Sandy stopped and looked Becca in the eyes and then held her face and kissed her and when Becca opened her mouth Sandy spit the sperm she had licked into her. The tasteful, explicit artwork in the rooms (X to XXX rated) and hallways (PG rated) of the resort also encouraged the mood, with inspiring erotic pictures and sculptures wherever you looked it was difficult to avoid being turned on. These were particularly inspirational for our afternoon sex.In the tanning area I met Pihu, the thirty-something wife of a banker named Kawin. I had met both of them briefly at last Friday’s royal cocktail party. Kawin was his bank’s new marketing VP and social.