I returned the smile and my mind was racing. How do I meet him without my guy knowing? My husband wanted to find a couple, but it’s not easy on an i...land with limited internet. I’d settled for enjoying my man’s company, eating oysters, watching a comedy show, and time spent relaxing on the nude beach. We had some awesome sex — but, as you know, I sometimes need some strange. On the second to last day, I went for a morning shower and saw that guy again. He looked like he’d had a rough night but. Instead he gritted his teeth, took a steadying breath, stared up at his Denver office ceiling in supplication, and in his most unctuous, witness-questioning manner, he began again.“Stop, please. This is getting us nowhere. Simons, start from the beginning and don’t stop until you’ve told me the whole story. I’ll try not to interrupt you. Alright?”“Sure, boss. Anyway, Martin, that’s the special investigator you guys sent here, he was scoping out that dirty old Arky, the goat man, and the guy. Once he reaches my pussy I hold my breath, waiting. When he cups my mound, I squeeze my legs together. Oh, the pressure just about makes me cum. I hold him like that for a minute, and then open my legs again, sighing. He presses down and releases, over and over again. I am so wet now. I know his hand must be slippery with my juices. Then I feel a finger start to trace a line along the outer lips of my pussy. Slowly it travels along, up and down, teasing, and then dipping inside me for a second. " He stood up and got her another beer as she finished off the first one."Nah our computer don work too good and..." she hesitated a bit and went on "I can't read too very well and neader kin Nack." she took the beer and sucked down another long gulp.He couldn't help notice how sexy Yolanda was as he stared down at her small tits when he gave her the beer. "Nack messes with da computer sometimes but I don know how ta use it."Sensing an opportunity to take advantage of her he started with his.