Karen's mind again filled with thoughts of being fucked by these two men. After a couple of minutes lost in her thoughts, she couldn't take it any lon...er, Karen grabbed her drink and excused herself saying, " I'm going to change for the hot tub" and headed down the hall to the master bedroom.Karen was flush as she entered the bedroom, her heart was racing and she could feel her underwear becoming soaked. She looked first in her clothes bag for her swimsuit with out any luck. As Karen opened up. Her impromptu golden shower from above had only heightened her desires, that and the lingering image of Thane’s semi-hard manhood in her memory.Thank god she still had her boots!Walking around with her muff and bum cheeks on display was one thing but at least her feet were protected. A good look around in the semi-twilight gloom of the surrounding jungle revealed no obvious egress or even any ability to judge in which direction the cliff had been from which she had fallen. Trusting to “the Luck. She also got very vocal telling me to treat her like a slut and do what ever I wanted. I didn't need telling twice, I got my phone out and recorded as I made her come again, pulled her off the worktop to kneel in front of me and recorded her sucking my cock and saying I was so much bigger than her husband, I think that's the first time in a couple of months that my 6" cock was the biggest on offer. The worktop was too high to fuck her on so I pulled her to the bedroom and into the missionary. Her little nipples were rock hard against my palm. As I played with her nipples, tugging on them, pinching and rolling them between fore-finger and thumb, I was enjoying the sounds I was getting out of Meg. It was incredibly arousing to hear her reactions to my touches, and her soft moans as I played with her breasts. I kissed down her neck and chest, taking one of nipples into my mouth and sucking. Meg seemed to love this and arched her back, forcing her breast further into my mouth. The next.