“God,” you manage to breathe as my fingers slide up into you, “this is wrong, this is, oh fuck,” my teeth nibble away at your naked flesh.“Y...u’re intoxicating Rachel,” I’m as a man possessed I can’t get enough of your now dripping cunt, all I can think about is sliding my rock hard cock into you and making you scream, “I can’t get enough of you.” Guiding your legs over my shoulders I work you up against the brick of the building and move your panties aside, sliding my tongue into your sheath.. Ariel, wet and freezing cold, and neither has rain gear on. It shows on Ariel, her nipple so hard they push thru her sports bra. Suddenly Eric sees a cave like object in the distance. “Let’s make a break or the cave” Eric shouts over the roaring thunder.Once in the cave Eric suggests, they undress and wrap up in the blanket he had in his pack. They both take off their shirts and shorts. Eric finds some dried brush and tree branches in the back of the cave and builds a fire. Ariel wrapped up in. She opened a couple of buttons on her coat to reveal stocking tops and bare pussy and started to play with herself. Then she got up to go to the toilet, passing the male passenger on her way. He did not lift his head from the paper he was reading, He missed a real eyeful.Mrs Van returned and sat in the seat opposite Mr Van with her back to the male. She opened het legs and took a small vibrator from her handbag. She slowly started to rub the bibrator against her clitoris and then inserted it. Dave put the phone down but continued to sit at the bar, thinking about what to tell Trish and how far he was prepared to go. The memories of her conversation with Jacquelyn racing through his mind. Especially the part where she had wanted to be forced into a threesome and made to do things out of her comfort zone.Finally having formed a plan, he wandered back to the pool and lay down beside Trish.“Who was on the phone?” she asked.“Just the resort out on Moorea, I’ve left a jersey and shorts.