...in a gym, he was sculpted, tattoos up each arm, definitely....not...from the same school as Nick and Richard.To be honest the first two days were a...blur but royally fun, we went walking the shops, eating out, flirting with the waitresses, hell Richard talked two into coming up one night, to test the hot tub,we all danced ,drank, played a little pool,I think they were enjoying running our temperatures up, and that they damn well did ,but it was Richard that ended up escorting them home. God! I’m so horny! He slowly increases the speed that he slides his big finger in and out. I try desperately not to squeal, but let out some soft moans of pleasure.The aggressiveness of how he’s fingering me is such a turn on. I start to feel an orgasm building. I squirm, but he’s so strong. I breathe heavily.“Yeah...you want to get fucked don’t you sweetheart?” he growls in my ear as he mercilessly works my pussy with his big finger. “Um hm” I reply meekly as the orgasm continues to. As we're going down, I discretely grind my hips in circles against his arousal. Knowing that they could turn around any moment and catch us made it that much more exciting. Emboldened by lust, I reached behind me and stroked his cock slowly to fan his desire. After they exit on the ground floor, I push the button for 19 again. Common sense suspended by a hormone cocktail, I lift my long skirt and turn around so he can enter me from behind. Smiling mischievously, he plunges his cock inside. It was a comedy, which suited us just fine as it took our minds off the storm that raged outside. We were snuggled on the couch under a blanket, Tara at the one end and I at the other, our legs entwined under the covers. I seemed to remark this position, as we never had done this before and the feel of her soft skin on my bare legs was electrifying. Being late we were both dressed in our pajamas. I was wearing my skimpy cotton P.J.’s with just panties on underneath. As usual Tara was wearing.