Time for our 3rd destination. Lucky number 3. Who was I going to fuck tonight. The parties on the beach were bumping, the bon fires were raging, the m...sic was blasting, everybody was having a great time. His name was Justin. Younger looking guy, claimed he was 19, I pray to god he was, but he looked fairly young. He was at a bon fire, struck up a conversation with me over a beer, finally I offered I take him to a more quite place, he seemed pretty nervous, but agreed. I got in the BMW, drove. Or would he? I was lost in these thoughts and before I realized what was happening, Melanie had come up behind me, unhooked my bra and pulled the straps from my shoulders! “Here, teach, put this on. I won’t look at you while you do. I promise!” She slung her bra over my shoulder and as I reached out to get it, my bra flew off my right arm. I grabbed hers at the same time I realized mine was mostly off. I quickly pulled hers to myself and figured I should get hers on before she might see my. We had strippers for the bachelor over here, but they bored him. so youre gonna keep him happy now, little girl! He shoved me away from him and turned some music on. Well, i can dance, i thought. This isnt as bad as they made it to be. I started to dance, shaking my ass and rubbing my tits in the bachelors face. The bachelor, named andrew, all of a sudden ripped my shirt open and latched his teeth on my nipple. I screamed and tried to pull away, but his teeth came down harder and when i tried. Liz frowned. "I had Josh burn your clothes; they were ruined and smelt like a cess pit! I had him go and purchase some reasonable replacements."Standing in his boxers, he was very aware that Liz was watching him. "Liz, if you would be so kind, I would like some privacy. Having the future Queen of England watch me dress is putting me right off!" At least she had the decency to blush."Sorry David," she blurted, "I was just checking your body, I mean the bandages on your body, err your chest, err.