The day we swam in the morning, we ended up going for a tour to the ruins. They really are amazing especially after you think of how primitive the cul...ures were and what they had to build such structures. Wherever we went, we held hands. It was if this vacation was allowing us to strengthen our love for each other. While exploring the ruins we contemplated sneaking off to enjoy a private sexual moment, but we did not see an opportunity. In the evening, we would head back to the room, get. Nor was she interested in fooling around with other men.Then Sarah found a couple of meet-up sites and joined. She posted that they were a couple looking for an FMF hookup. Sarah did not want to be with a woman, just someone else to pleasure Peter with her so that he would have his wild oats at home.She found a few interested women who seemed compatible. Then, Sarah introduced the idea to Peter. At first, he was hesitant, though the concept did arouse him. Peter did not want to ruin. It still held Diane’s attention.The light was already fading outside as the woman finally came to get her. Again she was led to them kitchen, where dinner was waiting for her. Her appetite had certainly taken a hit, as she ate only half of what she had been given, and looked at the old woman as if to apologise for not eating more. But the old woman simply smiled back, and stood from the table.Diane knew this meant she was to follow, and moments later she was entering the door of her bedroom. . I pulled on his hips so he knew I wanted him to roll over on his stomach. Now with total access to that beautiful ass I deeply massaged and kneaded those perfect orbs of flesh. I never wanted anything so bad before. His back and shoulders were perfect and my eyes streamed pleasure directly to the heat burning between my legs as I looked upon him, rubbing more massage oil on the object of my desires. Taking each of my hands I so slowly pulled apart his cheeks and all the wonton lust that had.