She bent over and slid her panties down her legs and stepped out of them. I was transfixed. She walked naked to the package containing the lingerie I ...ad brought for her. I drank in the sight of her body, the soft, smooth creamy flesh and her beautiful young face. She was perfect I thought. I just wanted to give myself up to her, to show her how much I wanted her. She took the black, lacy, hi leg panties out and turning to face me stepped slowly into them and pulled them up. My mouth went dry. Her ass wiggled on my shaft. This time it was her back laying on me and I felt my hands being placed on their shoulders, urging me to help. Again my mind wasn't in charge. My cock was. Dream or not. Two nights in a row and now this. This was the sexual drive 'out of control' feeling I recognized. With one smooth motion I rolled us both over till I had her body trapped under my weight. She wiggled around as my cock slid deeper and she sighed. My hands tightened on her shoulders.First I pulled. I saw that Michael was hitting the rum hard! We were on our second beers and Michael had gone through half the rum.It took about half an hour, the the boys brought dinner to the table. We sat and ate in silence. I was wondering what the boys were expecting, like who and what the girls would be up for. When we finished the meal the boys cleared the table. As they were walking to the fire Cathy got up and walked to the end of the table facing the boys. When they were walking back she reached down. As we stood together on the veranda, Mr Foster and his guests approached the house from the pool area where they had been for some aperitifs. Each of the Japanese men was formally attired in a black dinner suit and both had a giggling naked girl on each elbow. Mr Foster, on the other hand, was unaccompanied and while his suit trousers were black, his jacket was a dazzling, perfect white. A short distance behind this group followed Haga and Cunningham, both again in formal black suits. Reaching.