I leaned down and sucked one. Leticia's body shivered as my lips pulled on her tight nipple. I hear a quiet "oh, fuck yes" from the doorway. I ignored...Lily and kept working on Leticia.Leticia's long fingers began to work on my zipper. She was quickly holding my cock in her hand. "Oh, god" came from the doorway. Lily's gaze was locked on Leticia's long, black fingers jerking on my pale white cock. She looked from my cock up to my eyes. I smiled and wiggled my eyebrows like Grouch Marks. Lily. When she came out, she had a gleam in her eye and no bra under her see-through blouse. I took her breasts into my hands – rubbing the sheer fabric of her blouse against her nipples. She pressed her mound up hard against my cock, telling me at the same time that she knew I had to go, but that her cunt had been dripping hot for the last hour. How (or why) I had the control to leave there, I don’t know, but I wanted more than a wham/bam/thank you ma’am from that woman. In any event we agreed that. I wanted to make sure this was one vacation we'd remember the rest of our lives.The nights were romantic and the days, adventurous. We were both in seventh heaven.The first few days we had been so busy that on Wednesday morning it struck me; half of our vacation was over already and I had yet to go swimming in the ocean. I wasn't about to go home without swimming in the ocean at least once in my life.We were eating lunch in a little spot that was professed to be where pirates of old gathered to. When Bob arrived home that evening his wife, Belinda Goodman, was already asleep. "Just as well", Bob mumbled to himself. He and Belinda had been married for over 32 years, but spent the last 15 years living as roommates. Bob wasn't happy about this arrangement, but what could he do? Belinda just seemed to lose any intimate feelings in him, and she seemed to have no interest in rekindling it. Bob still loved her. She was still very attractive at 5'2" and 118 pounds with smiling "half moon" eyes.