‘Sekimura-san, ogenki desuka (Mr. Sekimura, how are you)?’ she asked. ‘Gomenasai, (excuse me) I don’t really speak much Japanese.’ I laughed... Which caused her to laugh as well. ‘Sorry, you surprise me. My name Shonan Sayuri. I am travel guide for group.’ ‘Nice to meet you. And, oh yes, I am fine, genki desu.’ That caused Sayuri to laugh, ‘So you understand and speak Japanese?’ ‘Yes, but I understand very little, sukoshi wakaremasu.’ After that quick introduction, I was escorted to the meeting. Every time he massaged her thighs, he slipped a couple of well oiled fingers into her pussy. She let out little moans when his fingers penetrated in and out.After getting her good and hot from finger fucking, he told her to turn over onto her back. She did so and Fanu oiled and massaged her front side, paying particular attention to her tanned, firm breasts, and he gently pinched and rolled her nipples with his fingers. As he worked his way down her body and around her legs, he stroked her clit. "She put her hands behind my neck and pulled my face to hers, my mouth to hers, and my rigid pole slipped into her effortlessly."Umm," she said quietly, "That feels good." She sucked in her breath and arched her back as it sank deeper.We began very slowly with long and deep thrusts that lifted her from the bed. She wrapped me up in her long legs and gasped out, "More, more, do it harder."I got up on my elbows and accelerated the pace to marching speed. She matched me with heaves of her own and. We would have taken the offer without the vacation bonus thrown in. But the vacation was the icing on the cake; I hadn’t been able to give my wife a nice vacation in over three years and now I could afford to take her on the most luxurious vacation of our lives.We arrived on the island and a limo waited for us at the airport. Our room was a detached bungalow on the beach. Every meal and drink was brought to our bungalow, the price included in the room. Normally the bungalow was $2,000 per.