“Hey, Destiny,” She said timidly.Destiny quickly wiped her tears away and jerked her head.“Oh, hey, Jezebel. When’d you get here?”“We were...exploring the place. I heard something. I was curious. So…” Jezebel said, simply.“So… what?”After a few seconds of awkward silence and music in the background, Jezebel broke the silence:“What’s wrong? I mean, I heard you crying…”“You really want to know? Wait, why do you want to know? I knew you were checking me out in the changing room before practice.”. I made the extreme mistake of picking up.“Yes?”“You have visitors.”“More than one?”“Several ... six and one. She says she knows you.”“Seven altogether?”“Yes.”“Yup ... send them. I’ve been wondering...”A few minutes wait at the boat produced a group of chaperoned tanned and buff college age and younger young people approaching the after-brow ... the aft gangway ... and requested permission to board.“Come on you lot. Where ever you have been ... it was sunny.”“Perth, darling. Just wait until you. I am getting close. The sloshing sounds of my wet pussy, “his pussy” only add fuel to my inner fire. I am such a wanton slut for him. Keeling in a closet, naked, with a man I can’t even see fingering me to climax.“Do you want to cum Michele?”“Oh god, yes SIr.”“Am I going to get any more resistance from you?”“No Sir.”“Whose pussy and I fingering Michele?”“Yours SIr.”“Tell me Michele. Tell me what I want to hear.”“Please finger your pussy Sir and make me cum for you!”“Cum for me Michele.”With. We spent several hours there by the pool and had a lot of margaritas. While my loving husband was at the bar asking for some other drinks, Markus asked: “You want to come up to my room for some big black dick?’ It was my turn to answer very amused: “Yes, of course, but I think we will wait for when my husband Victor is ready.’ Markus could not say anything else, because Victor returned with some fresh drinks. Out of the blue Markus began to rub the top of my shoulders, as my husband was.