"Hold the hem of your skirt at the front." Now lift it high for me"As she lifted her skirt she looked away from him wishing that if she didn't see him...she could pretend he wasn't there.She was completely hairless down there, Zack had bought her a wax kit for the bikini shoot. She had used the last of it this morning so that she would be ready for her first night in Paris. She felt so stupid, she had basically let him gift wrap her. The man groaned and leaned forward with one hand on his knee,. Mmmm, its delicious. The touch of her tongue on his cock was like fire. He jammed up and more cum seeped out. Lick it, Crissy. Crissy licked his cockhead again, savoring the taste of his cum. It was like a whole new world, a hundred times better than what she had done with her sister. She wanted to gobble on his prick forever. She slapped out her tongue, swirling it over his cockhead, soaking it with her spit. More cum seeped out and she smeared the sticky ooze over her lips. Tremors swept. I wiped my beard and with my cummy hand, slid a finger into the smaller guy's ass.By this time, I realized there was a crowd hanging around this show, watching appreciatively. One guy came down the aisle from the other direction and sat next to me. He leaned in and started rubbing my still-hard cock. He asked if I wanted a little one-on-one in one of the booths, and at this point, I simply said, "what the fuck."We got up, pulled our pants up and walked around to an empty booth, which were. Other brown men who had not been on the boat showed up to greet them. They directed the new arrivals towards a large metal building 100 yards or so from the beach. I joined them.Once inside, I realized it was just one large room, like an airplane hangar, nothing more than a cement floor with metal walls and a metal roof.A wooden platform had been constructed on one side of the building with a microphone and two large speakers. A man in traditional Mid-Eastern clothing stood on the platform.