”She led me into the living room and sat down. She sat back and spread her legs and smiled at me without saying a word.I knelt between her knees, le...ned forward and started kissing her. I started at her knees and as I kissed my way up her thighs I pushed the hem of her skirt up. She reached down and pulled her skirt up and held it out of my way. She’s wearing a tiny little lacey thong that doesn’t cover much more than her clit and her swollen labia.I kissed and licked all around that little. The next thing I knew she was mashing her crack hard against mynose and mouth. Struggling for breath, I did my best to keep sucking andlicking, until with a final convulsive thrust and a yell that I thoughtlater must have been heard halfway across the suburb, she clamped herthighs around my head. Moaning and shuddering, she held the pressure,while a sharp tasting liquid soaked into my mouth. Then she was releasingme and falling back."Oh. My. Fucking. God", she gasped. "That was ... amazing!!!". I finally relented "Fine, Monica but you owe me." I sternly said to her. "Great! Follow me back to the tourist hut." I followed her back to the hut which was only a short walking distance from the pool. As we approached the hut, I could see two older women looking around at the guide books and souvenirs lining the walls and racks of our small hut. Both had long greyish hair and looked to be in her 50's. They both wore khaki shorts that were at mid-thigh, under armour tees, sunglasses, and hats.. ”Brenda didn’t know how to deal with that. Mike seemed quite unconcerned and when Marcie reappeared he was smiling as she kissed him. They bid everyone goodnight, departing holding hands.Taking Bill’s hand, she indicated she wanted to leave too. When they got to their cabin the sounds of vigorous coupling came through the thin wall between units. Thumps and moans were clear evidence of a hot time going on. Brenda was dripping from all the thoughts running through her mind and attacked Bill. He.