..while I fucked her we spoke about the first BBC she had and how good it would be again. The next day she went to his desk to collect the tickets. Sh... told me that he chatted to her about the sites and how he loved her British accent. That evening we went to the theatre and then to a bar and had a bit to drink. After a few more mojitos was when she asked would it be ok for me to as chris up to our room.. I was so excited I would finally get to watch her get fucked. I wasn't present the first. " I know. Have fun. Make sure Crissi has a good story for us. Bye."Five minutes later Crissi showed. She had long blonde hair, a pretty face, blue eyes, 5'6 and a medium build, your typical cheerleader type. She was wearing short shorts that barely covered her ass. The thing that really stood out, sorry for the pun, was her tits. They were big. She was wearing a spandex tank top that was stretched way out of shape by her tits. The armholes were half way up her tit so her bra showed. I guess. Just not my pussy. I gasped as his dick, soaked in Ava’s pussy juices, slammed into my asshole. My sphincter surrendered to his cock, swallowing his thick girth.My eyes squeezed shut. I groaned into Ava’s cunt as my asshole spread wider and wider. His dick slammed into my bowels. My hole swallowed his cock. His balls smacked into my taint, his crotch slapping his ass. I squeezed down on his cock, loving the velvety slide of him as he draws backs.And slammed into me again.My pussy clenched. Hot. He looked at his now wet top and told me that they can't have a water fight. I did the same again but this time I aimed at his pants. He squealed and lunged forwards. I managed to grab him and push him into the bath. Water went everywhere. He stood up in the bath soaked but still clothed. I told him to take his clothes off otherwise he will end up with a rash. He huffed and puffed about me being an idiot but did as he was told. Like Sam, his last item of clothing to be removed was his boxers..