That was a mistake. I automatically followed his gaze and found myself lingering on his naked torso, smooth and muscular. Unwillingly my eyes trailed ...urther south and brushed over his faded denim shorts.Very big mistake... all this sun must be going to my head.I looked back up again to find him grinning at me knowingly. Damn him. Not only was he fluent in English, he was also a mind reader."Right, I'll head back up to the villa and see you there." It seemed prudent to make my escape before he. ’ ‘Good girl.’ He stuck just the head in my mouth, holding it there. ‘And when I cum, when I shoot my load down your throat, you will swallow every drop. You will not spill one single bit of it, French cum is a delicacy my dear, not to be wasted.’ ‘Yes, Sir.’ I mumbled, his cock beginning to slide in and out of my mouth. ‘Oh yes….so warm…c’est magnifique….that’s it mon amie….suck it…suck my cock.’ Jean Claude began moving his rod in and out of my mouth slowly, inch by glorious inch until he was. To top it off we hadn’t fucked for ages as our dates kept on being cut short by work and family commitments. I had been looking forward to that empty hotel room all day and my pussy was gagging for attention. Even so, I hardly gave the guy next to me a second glance or I would have noticed the keen look in his eye as he eyed the short skirt and the tight low cut top I had carefully selected for my date to drive Rohan mad and remind him what he had been missing.If I’d been thinking straight I. Oh, fuck, was she a virgin back there? In all this time, had Amy or Roger or Samantha never actually probed that backdoor? Was this an anal cherry that I got here?I don’t know if Amy read my mind, but she certainly answered my question without my even asking it.“Daddy, did you know that we saved Billie’s bottom cherry for you? We all agreed upon it, including Samantha. That’s a maiden hole that you’re ramming so good and hard, just the way that we all wanted. So, take it, Daddy, please ... take.