I had wanted to walk to Carla’s for our dinner date, but the light rain made that a bad idea. I drove the short distance to Carla’s apartment and ...ound a parking spot that was less than a block away. I zipped up my coat and pulled my fedora down so the brim shielded my face and walked quickly down the street then up the steps to Carla’s door. I knocked and she let me in, greeting me with a quick kiss.Our date was very much like the previous one. We enjoyed our meal, though I refused the glass. We usually got at least 1 person each day that realised what they could see. Some of the waiters got an eyeful too.We went to 3 different beaches. The first was quite near the villa, we could walk there. It's quite popular with teenagers. Sara decided that we'd pretend to be a LOT younger than our 18+ years. We put our hair in pigtails and wore those kids swimming skirts that we'd used at the leisure centre in London; and the see-through bikini tops. When Sara's father saw us he said,"Bloody. I pulled the vibrator out of her as she leaned up to tell me that she wanted to suck my cock while I ate her pussy. We moved to a sixty-nine position. As I lay on the bed as her pussy hovered above my face. I placed my hands on her hips and pulled her pussy down to my mouth as she squealed with renewed excitement. Her mouth pumped up and down the length of my hard cock as a vigorously ate her sopping cunt. She said that her orgasm was coming back. She grunted again and said "oh God it's coming. A real whore.”With everyone sitting around and drinking, Stephen then turned his unwelcome attention to me. Specifically, my cock, tiny from having cum earlier. I may or may not have mentioned that, while erect, I’m average sized, but flaccid I’m quite pathetically small. He got up and came over to me.“Hey, girls, come see how puny this dudes cock is! I feel bad for that bitch to have to be screwed by this wussy thing. He is basically a girl with it, perhaps she is a dyke.” he said, pointing.