I just knelt down in the sand and whipped out my hard gay cock and beat myself off thinking about him.I went back to the room and crashed out. my mind...was mush , i should have been down on PCB checking out hot college girls but no , i was consumed by my desire for a guy. homosexual lust is so powerful. well , anyway hoping to strike lightning twice I went back down to the pool but not nearly as stoned and wasted. i was so hoping to see him again. I looked and waited but to no avail so i went. I panicked and started begging, ABBIiit, Pleeease no moooooreee please, I ccaantt take it nooo pllleease, ssttooopp , please take ittt oouttt please. oooooh!!! Panting, slithing, crying, weeping, hanging on to his hands. He stopped but did not withdraw it, he stayed that way for few seconds till pain started subsiding in my pussy going numb, I reached around for a cigarette, lit one and placed my head down, tears rolling down my eyes. I looked in the side Mirror , I was helpless , He was. Thankfully, husband had the same idea and suggested that we move upstairs into the bedroom.So the three of us put our genitals back into our swimwear, took a deep breath and moved upstairs...Round two saw us move from the couch to the bed. The three of us were chatting casually; the wife was between husband and myself and all six of our hands were slowly exploring each other.I was grateful for cooling down a little bit.Conversation turned sexual, of course. Turns out this couple are as open. I rode him gently for a few minutes before suddenly stopping."What's the matter?" he said, looking worried."I'm being greedy, indulging myself," I said, "I think it's your turn." I don't understand, this is great." Yes, but why don't we make it even more special? What's your greatest fantasy? What have you always wanted to do that your wife won't do?" I..." Come on George, I'm a woman of the world, tell me your deepest desire." As I said that I gripped his cock with my cunt."Anal," he said, in.