The night of the first rendezvous Martin sat across the hall with his door slightly ajar. The first of the five got off the elevator, checked the room...numbers and went straight to Cheryl’s. The first man up was a salesman who worked for a prosperous local firm. Martin knew him well, nice man, wife, four children, not the type to really get too involved with Turner, but still he was there. Martin opened his door and stepped into the hall. He quietly called over. ‘Hey Bob.’ Bob looked over in. She licked her lips at me and quietly said I can fuck you better and smiled. I moaned so loud that my boyfriend took that as a sign that I was almost coming and he pushed his cock all the way to the hilt and started to fuck me hard. With Nadia playing with her nipples right in front of me and the immense pleasure I was receiving from my boyfriend's cock was all it took for me to scream right into one of the best orgasms I had ever had. I held my boyfriend tight as he let out several moans. Bambie, however, was wound up like a spring. At each change of plane, she seemed to get even more excited.Mark thought the lady had rocks in her head. He had no idea that Bambie was fulfilling a dream, as the destination was not one that he had ever planned on going to. He would have been happier to stay in Bali.Mark didn’t like the huge smile she gave the man who was here to meet them. The look of appreciation as his eyes skimmed over her body, which was dressed almost identically to his minus. .all the years I had known her, I had never really seen Katja this way. In England she mostly dressed elegantly like the prim upper-middle class girl she was. I put the thought at the back of my mind and asked her with a sly smirk "Ah, so are you gonna go back to your European roots?" She laughed "No chance, keep dreaming mister!" As she lay down on the towel, I looked around at all the naked people and how free they seemed - at-one-with-nature or whatever that term is. Impulsively I said "I've.