Mike introduced and recommended me, he and I first met, along with our wives and our friend and lover Sophie, about 2 months after we arrived in Spain... We had moved to a small village roughly an hour’s drive from Alicante and had joined, as many expats do, the local clubs for the British living in the area. We struck up a friendship with Mike and his wife, attending events together and visits to each other’s homes.We both live in rural villages, both had rustic homes with pools, outbuildings. Morning comes and I hear Nicholas waking up and moving around. He tells me good morning in my ear as he turns off the machine and pulls the dildo out of me. “I would take you down, but taking you like this is my reward for not touching you last night.” Nicholas walks behind me and positions himself quickly. In one fluid move he has buried himself inside my highly lubricated pussy. I gasp and push back as much as my restraints allow. As I stand there supported by the chains he grabs my hips and. "Let's get your bags" she said, shyly flashing me another smile. I could read both a hint of embarrassment at the PDA and the flush of our first initial meeting as her cheeks flushed a soft red. I grinned back at her and took her by the hand as we made our way to the conveyor belt.Surprisingly, we had my bags fairly quick and were soon in the car on the way to her place. The drive wasn't too far but it was long enough for us to really break the ice and shake off the jitters of meeting in. From his memory of going through her things, she had only a couple of red panties. Why was she wearing one now, to go to work on the night shift?Actually Linda was leaving a couple of hours earlier than she needed to for work. She was going to see Kate. And, possibly, to meet Paul. Just to talk, of course, she had no intention of having sex with the man, she hadn't even met him yet, but she had put on sexy undies just to give herself confidence. Before leaving, she started gathering up all of.