Our ride was going to take an hour because of high waves and rough seas from a storm heading toward the island. Molly was completely oblivious to the ...oys checking her out. I wasn’t. I also didn’t miss the various girls jockeying around to get over where they could check me out as they made sure I was pretty much staring right at their barely covered, shaved mounds.Too bad for them that I only looked them in the eyes as I moved from girl to girl. They don’t have a clue that with the place in my. Instead of just one; I had now two good looking black men…and they would be for sure very well hung indeed…I went upstairs to my room and enjoyed a warm shower. I shaved my smooth mound and put on a nice sexy black outfit.A while later I walked down to the upper floor hallway to their room.I knocked at the door and one of them let me in. Both men were wearing some elegant silky robes. I introduced myself and learnt they were from Senegal. One of them noticed my wedding ring and he asked about. She said “let me call aunt1, she will tell your story to everyone”. I started begging her to stop but she was going to get her phone and i stopped her by holding her hand. She got really angry and shouted ““how dare you hold my hand??!!”” she then bent down and took her sandals (chappal) from the shoe stand and started hitting me on my chest. She twisted my hand and turned me around and with her other hand she started spanking my ass as hard as she can with her sandal. It was paining like hell.. It's like my skin is on fire. Well, for months, what am I saying, for much longer I haven't felt another body against mine, so somewhere it makes sense that this is how it feels. I just pretend that we both think of that beautiful brunette in horny lingerie with a hard cock in her pussy that we just saw in the picture. But Carl knows how to scare me even more. I feel the fingers of his hand wrap around my hand, the hand I'm jerking myself with. For a moment his hand goes up and down in the.