’ With relief, Anne looked over the side of the boat and saw the narrow entrance to the small harbour. The two women slipped on t-shirts and jeans a...d picked up their haversacks. ************************************************ Half an hour later, they were sipping glasses of wine at a small café on the side of the harbour. There had been no sign of Marco or Roberto when they had left the boat, but Guido had promised to take them back to the mainland the following day. Kate sat back in her. I knew we might fumble, but at least I wasn't going to be measured against a gay Adonis.I would love to say that things just fell into place, but as we soaped each other up, neither of us really knew what role we wanted to play. We kissed each other's chests, spent a lot of time rubbing each other and teasing each other's cocks. As he bent over, I rubbed my cock up the crack of his ass, as big as it was, it was close to tit-fucking as you could get. I was so much skinnier than him, and when. I was very hard now. It surprised me. At this age I just don’t get as hard as I once did. But under the right circumstances things go very well. This was one of those times. Kneeling on the bed next to me, she continued sucking and gagging, sucking and gagging for awhile. I actually loved the choking sound she would make. It was so erotic. I stared at her beautiful blonde hair, her head slowly bobbing up and down. She stopped, got out some lube, and started rubbing it into her pussy. “Let’s do. "Come on, whore!" he growled, again grabbing one of Cindy's sore wrists and pulling her off into the wings on one side of the stage. "We need to get you cleaned up a tad."Keats kneaded one of Cindy's firm asscheeks and planted a sloppy wet kiss on the back of the girl's neck. Cindy felt her skin crawl as she smelled his foul breath."Here, slut," Keats said as they turned into a tiny bathroom and he leaned forward and turned the water on in a rusty sink. "Wash old man Abbott's spunk off that.