Then when you did panic you were brave. Braver than a lot of people I’ve seen. When you were down in that ditch, beaten, worn out, dirty, exhausted,...but still fighting, I was proud of you. I mean really proud of you!’ He had to slow down. He was getting emotional, ‘I don’t know what love is. Does anyone? But I knew then I wanted to keep you in my life. Does that make any sense?’ Susan only nodded. She was feeling increasingly uncomfortable. He went on, ‘Then you made up your mind to skip out.. As she finished I was concerned about getting oil on the sheets. That was the least of her worries. Ann lay in the middle of the bed, poured a fairly liberal amount of oil on her pussy and asked me to fulfil one of her long held fantasies, to fist her! I knelt between her thighs and began to stroke the outside of her pussy with my fingers. Ann has very sparse brown pubic hair; for someone who doesn’t shave she is almost hairless. From her nude sun tanning even her vulva was brown; but as my. Jane then walked over to Dave and released him from his bindings, telling him to stay put and watch. Then Jane positioned herself behind me again and I heard her fiddling with a belt of some sort and then her hand rubbing a cold gel into and around my arse. This got me really excited and I yelled out half in pleasure and half in pain as I felt the head of what was Jane’s dildo enter me. She told me to relax as she eased the rest of it inside me, I could hear the lubrication as she slowly. After a while we decided to go out for breakfast so showered together then dressed, she very sparsely with a tiny thong and triangle bikini and bra with a see through sarong. We walked down to the town we sat at an open air café on the sea front I looked at her pussy which had by now eaten the thong her lips were hanging low and you could she was wet, very wet indeed. The staff served us very attentively especially the waiter who was there constantly chatting to her asking what we were up to.