" Jane responded with his hands tightening on the bulging biceps of his crossed arms."Jane, I can tell that you did time. Is what you did there define...what you are now?"Jane suddenly flushed in embarrassment. "Who told you about that?" You just did." And the bay erupted in laughter. Jorge reached into his rucksack to produce a bunch of fresh plantains and a bottle of 60 year old rum. "Let's continue this in the galley and then you can decide whether to space me or not."After Jorge had prepared. She knelt on the bed at my side, lowered her head and began systematically to lick, cleaning the come off of my limp prick. Holding the tip with one hand she twirled it slightly, as she licked it. I felt her tongue exploring the end and probing my slit, lapping up, and her soft tongue and warm saliva bathing my prick. She wrapped her small hand around my cock then took my soft dick into her mouth, sucking hungrily every last drop of come . I sighed with intense pleasure when she opened her. After fifteen years of marriage, I knew which breasts belonged to my wife. I knew her scent, but running my tongue back and forth between the two was too much fun. I gave the breast that I knew belonged to my wife a little squeeze, and pulled on the nipples and then took my three steps back. We were finally told to remove our blindfolds. I took mine off and looked up to see my wife standing there in front of me. She had a bit of an annoyed look on her face at first. Then she smiled and leaned. Steve had eaten pussy with her fingers in his hair, keeping him on target. He'd lain on top of her face-down body, driving his dick up her ass as he told her he now owned her. And he'd looked up at her flushed face as she rode him cow-girl style, screaming as she came. It had been everything he'd been missing with the women he'd been fucking since he woke up here.Amy smiled back and him, and said, "I just want you to know that I never go to bed with a man on the first date."Steve said, "That's.