.. catch Tess, at the nude beach?" I doubt it. Nobody knows where you're going. Not even Tess' folks, or Roy Junior. Just you, and me. Just us. Nobody...else." I don't know, Kim. She's... pretty spectacular. And she's in the middle of becoming a celebrity. Somebody might recognize her." Maybe. But I kind-of doubt it. Orient Beach is mostly a European retreat. Relatively few Americans go there. Saint Martin is fairly obscure, as islands go. It's 'way out there. It ain't the Bahamas." Maybe you're. If it hadn't been for the phenomenon that was Justin, Vikki thought to herself, his would have been the biggest cock she had ever seen. Slightly thicker than Justin's it was however about an inch to an inch and a half shorter in length. And, to make matters worse he was on her right at the end of the big table and they were moving clockwise on the laps and the cocks that were proudly standing to attention.She looked across to see where Jodi was and saw that she was bouncing happily on a guy by. I started playing with the right nipple with my tongue. Then just for some fun I nipped it a bit with my teeth.She yelped a little, but didn't pull back. I had her left nipple in my thumb and finger. I gave it a squeeze a little harder than I really meant too. She moaned her delight."Bite it again!" She just about yelled into my ear as she bounced harder and harder.I did. She started bucking like a bronco! I was sure the bed was going to break with all we were doing. Then she started gritting. “The odd day, that would be the most accurate description. Jill’s home the odd day.”But something in the way Charlotte had formed her sentence made me suspicious. She’d chosen her words too carefully.“Home the odd day? I don’t mean to give you the third degree, Charlotte, but when you say home the odd day, do you mean sleeping there the odd day, or do you mean popping home the odd day for a change of clothing or stuff like that?”Another deep intake of breath from Charlotte, followed by the.