They were all busy drinking wine, eating and swimming. I snuck upstairs. Their were three bedrooms that were full of their bags that they had brought ...nd more importantly, full of their clothes that they changed out of. My cock was beginning to rise at the thought of exploring, as the excitement grew.I had to remember what everyone was wearing so I could put panties to faces. The first bag I grab belonged to Shannon. She was a 46 y/o mother of two that had recently decided to take care of. But now Jennifer was conscious that her fabulous cleavage was on public display – and Touissant was revelling in the view.The 4x4 sped thru the city of Port-au-Prince. The presidential palace looked to Jennifer like a big wedding cake that had been dropped on the floor. Other buildings were simply mounds of rubble.The hotel was still intact, though thanks to the quake had gone from chic to shabby chic.Nethercourt groaned as he saw Debbie Freeman bouncing towards them."HI there! Remember me!". “Here you can put this on and jump in the pool. You look like you could use it.” “Ok where can I change.”“Well I can just turn my back as you don’t have much to take off.”She turned around and John just thought what the hell and stripped and put on the trunks. “Well thank you and that pool sure looks good.” He ran and plunged into the deep end.He came up and swam around cooling off. Then he notice Jill dive into the pool and she came up alongside of him. “Well feel better now?”“I sure do it. ‘Open your eyes,’ she whispered, her lips so close to his that he could feel her mouth brushing lightly against his with every syllable uttered. Slowly, in a haze of lust, he complied, his eyes were open, looking directly into hers. She was just inches from him, and staring intently into his eyes. It was so intense that he found it slightly unnerving. A nervous laugh escaped his lips. ‘Heh… What’s up babe?’ ‘Don’t move an inch.’ She said, unlocking her arms from the back of his neck and taking.