My eyes travel downward. Hard to believe I'm so close to her feet again. Hard to look away.“Get used to that view,” she says.This is so frustratin.... “Why are you torturing me like this?” I say.Her brow furrows. She looks serious. “Because you're pretending,” she says. “Everything about you is pretend, and I can't stand it.”“Sorry to disappoint you.”“Forget about me. It's going to hurt other people in the end, not to mention yourself. 'Grand Slam Champion' is an identity you invented. If it's. I put on my swim trunks and grabbed the key card. I walked down to the pool where I found all three of them laying on towels by the pool. I sat next to my wife and touched her back. She turned her head to face me and said well look who is up. All three of them sat up and looked my way. Good morning the two guys said. I greeted them back. They both said we are going for a swim. And as soon as they left I took Thomas's seat. He was closest to my wife. I turned my head so we could talk with any. Little s*s panted on top of Daddy as Mommy fell so that she lay across the bed with her stomach pressed against his head. I pulled myself from her behind and lifted little s*s off Daddy, cleaning his still hard penis off. When finished, I walked around again and picked Mommy up, straddling her on his penis and shoving it into her kitty unceremoniously.Her nose and mouth still leaking cum and her boobies still covered in his own dose from earlier, she humped him like no tomorrow. I’d heard them. All stuffs were packed my son paid the bill also tips to sales girl we came out of the shop he took me to posh hotel we had very good lunch again we went on purchasing spree now I am not feeling all that shy we went to a very good cosmetics shop purchased lot of cosmetics like lipsticks nail polishes body sprays eye shadows eyeliners foundations creams scents blushers a manual for how to use them also given the shop owner a very expert beauticians she provide all our needs my son has told.