Yeah, I guess. I just dont like parties that much. Dude, itll be fine. Just dont drink too much. You get sloppy when youre drunk. With that, Nick and ...anny walked upstairs and out the door to head to the party. Apparently, it wasnt too far away and walking would suffice for the trip. Upon arriving at the party, Nick suddenly felt out of place. The blaring of music was the first sound that filled his ears. Some song about bending over to make your knees touch your elbows pounded in his ear. "Mustafa fuck your ass, yes," – I say, grabbing her tits and squeezing them roughly, - "You like Mustafa fuck your ass."Christine closes her eyes and I feel her hips move slightly to meet mine. She is starting to enjoy this."Oh my God, I am such a dirty slut," – she mutters as she begins playing with her pussy and rubbing her clit, and then opens her eyes wide and looks into mine, with lusty abandon in her blue stare."Oh, fuck my ass, Mustafa, fuck this dirty slut ass, fuck it, fuck it, fuck. She had prepared dinner for me andwe had it, after that we sitting on the couch watching tv, suddenly tears came out from her eyes i went close to her heldher hands and asked for the reason. she started crying more and I consoled her, then she explained me how much she lovedher husband and how much she missed him, she said she so lonely and wanted to have her husband with her. then she askedme for a favor, she asked me to her nice companionship and make her happy in every aspect. but this was. She moaned her appreciation as he continued to lovingly caress her breasts. "Paradise," she thought.Steve stirred against her. He too had closed his eyes and as his hands had slowly moved across her body, he was aware something had changed. He opened his eyes and blinked into the brilliant sun. They had taken their sun glasses off and it took him a few seconds to get orientated again.The boat had swung on its anchor and was facing toward the west as it should. In addition, the tide was running.