He said his name was William, smiling and handshaking me, gently but firmly in his big, strong hand.I was lying on my stomach and he sat down on his k...ees in front of me, his bulge very obvious indeed…. He then said that a beautiful lady should not be alone in Jamaica…I felt my nipples were hard and swollen against the towel under my body.He took out his massage oils and then I warned him I was a married woman. He laughed and then he passed me a joint to share…He rubbed oil in my skin with his. I found it very arousing that a girl I had helped discover her sexual pleasures was now looking to explore more with someone else. I felt this need to be that someone else.I forced myself to walk away without looking back, but by doing so, I separated myself from the guys for a minute. I stooped over to retie my shoes as I struggled to push the need, tinged with the power-lust, out of my system.I must have taken longer than I thought as just when I finished retying my right shoe the second. She groaned as the first blast filled her near to overflowing, crying out loud as her last and biggest orgasm yet hit her young frame.“God, I can feel it!” Cierra cried. “Hot, so hot! You're cumming in my puss! Filling up my puss with your cum!”I pumped what felt like a gallon of cum into her young pussy. It filled to overflowing with the excess running out and down the crack of her slender, round ass. If I'd had any strength left, I could have fucked her ass, using just our mixed cum for. I told her that, and she probed a little. I thought aloud, “I guess I’m in danger of becoming an old man before my time. Too many years of all work and not a whole lot of play. Sometimes I feel I’m in my twenties, sometimes I’m so risk-averse that I might as well be in my fifties. Mom said at Thanksgiving that playing with the kids was good for me, making me human again. That was kinda a wake-up call.”She was about to respond when our food order arrived. We were both quiet for a while as we.