Waltz said seductively."Oh!" I raised my eyebrows. Is she flirting with me? No, she's just making conversation, unless?"Yeah, Mrs. Waltz you're right....I'm hungry as well," I said."Tell me, Dorion, what did you order?" she asked."Oh, I ordered a steak burrito. All the toppings, it's so good. What about you?" I replied."Oh, I told your mom to get me my usual. It's pineapple chicken over seasoned rice with a tortilla. The chicken is sweet and juicy. I love the taste of it in my mouth," she. I continued watching no longer interested in swimming and soon heard a regular squelching sound and I knew that Jack was fucking Isla. Watching the movement of their legs I could tell that Jack was taking long slow strokes and soon heard the sound of their orgasms together. After a few minutes they put their costumes back on and I slid under the water to continue swimming. When they had left I got out of the pool eager to see what I had picked up on camera.Immediately after breakfast I plugged. There were a few moments of concern when there was no reply to her question, but then she saw something floating down from the sky towards her. Sarah gasped when she saw that the 'something' was actually Kirsty and Simon still wrapped up in their furs. They landed gently beside her and she guessed that Ben was already back getting the smaller twins. Her guess was proved correct moments later when she saw them being lowered to lie beside their older brother and sister."Ben? Ben? Where are we?". Before I'd even finished nutting off, Whitehouse was pushing me aside, desperate to use Harvey's spunk-coated butt-hole to empty his own bollocks."Oh Jesus!" he gasped, using my jizz juice as lube as he pounded against his mate's arse. "Ya don't fancy rimming me out, Grant...? To help me finish off, like I helped you...?"I wasn't in the mood now, though. It was bad enough having to wipe Harvey's crud off my stinking dick, never mind shove my face in the hairy trench between Whitehouse's.