She stood naked in front of me.I took her to my bed and put her on it. I kissed all over her face, neck, lower neck, jaws, earlobes and boobs. I sucke... her boobs hard. I squeezed her boobs so hard and pinched her nipples. She moaned a lot. I licked her navel and went down further. I licked her thighs and groin.I kissed on both her thighs. Rubbed her pussy. She moaned louder. I fingered her pussy slowly. She was in pain. I slowly fingered her pussy and licked her clitoris. The pain and pleasure. As they all came through I realised I wouldn't have muchtrouble spotting her amongst the returning locals and the shorts and flipflop wearing tourists. Sure enough there was only one potential candidateI could see.Samantha was wearing a white dress with a red, single buttoned jacket,and carrying a laptop case and a handbag. She was slender and pretty inthat English rose, girl next door kind of way. Her hair was done in abusiness like bob and she looked every inch the business traveller.. All well and good, and then suddenly my buddy tells me he really wants to watch me tit-fuck her tonight. I've done it with her before...she's got C cup tits, and a few glasses of wine deep this seems like a fabulous idea.My buddy flops down on his couch, and pulls his wife Anna down on top of him so that she's laying on her back across his lap. He props her back up for comfort, but it also (conveniently) puts her tits just below his face. I climb on the couch, straddling Anna, and have to. She slowly raised her palms to her cheeks and slapped them onto her face as though finally getting something. What though?"Look," she said. "Don't you see that?" See what?"My hand was caressing Charlotte's chin now. Then the camera did a slow zoom into our faces."What do you see, Amy?" Charlotte asked. Now she was curious too. She turned away from my neck and looked at the TV. Amy looked at us like we were both blind and crazy. But then her confused look faded and she just stared at us for a.