Van was proud of having puthim ever deeper into his new identity as Mango. Donna had gotten into thespirit, buying her sissy husband tropical clothes...intended for females,especially underwear she found on-line that was decorated with images ofpineapples, coconuts and even mangoes. It was those items that gave Vanthe inspiration he needed. He appeared one Saturday, at dinnertime, andhad a nice meal cooked by Donna. They gave the leftovers from theirplates to Mark, who had to eat them on his. I turned my chair so I could not look at the twin pairs of naked flanks offered up as a sacrifice to the Sun God.My American Patricia came up but she was not dressed for sunning her body. She had on a sensible bandana halter and shorts that showed off her beautiful legs but managed to hide her feminine goodies from random viewing. We had some early afternoon adult beverages and I was in a relaxed frame of mind. It lasted all the way up to the noisy arrival of an Israeli coast guard boat that. ” We hopped in the pool and swam and splashed around the shallow end for quite a while. When Jools noticed she was pruning up a bit, she let me know she wanted to get out for a while. After drying off, went into the kitchen to get us each a soda. Off in the distance, Jools cell phone was going off. She said, “That’s Chloe’s ringtone. Do you care if I get it?” I said, “Why would you even ask me for permission to answer your phone. You are welcome to do anything you like while were together.”. I continued pressing and pumping her bums and also I slipped my hand below and began caressing her pussy and ass crack. Her breathing increased and we smooched wildly. She literally cut my lips and I sucked and smooched her lips hard.For around 10 minutes we continued this way and while I was caressing her ass, her ass crack and pussy lips, I could feel the wetness in my fingers.I at once sat down on the floor against wall and she came and sat on my mouth facing the wall. I lifted her micro.