It felt delightful and I could feel myself building up to an orgasm so I asked them to slow down as I didn’t want to cum in the Jacuzzi – not the ...one thing! They suggested we adjourn to a room where we could continue our explorations of each other. We found a room, closed the door and let our towels drop to the floor and Jane lay in the middle of the bed with Dave and I either side of her. “Lick me” whispered Jane so I knelt at the end of the bed with my head between her thighs tasking her. He treated all of us the same, and we all tolerated him because we knew he made our mama happy. We didn’t understand why she loved that harsh old bastard, but knowing he made her happy was enough to make us tolerate him. He took full advantage of it, too. I can’t count the times that old man talked to me like I was a dog. I wrote a short piece entitled ‘Burying The Hatchet’ about my feelings for this old man. If you’d like to read it, I’ll be happy to send it to you. Over the years I also. " Everyone was here. The flight would take around 2 hours and 30 minutes, so we should get there at 8 in UK time, 9 Ibiza time. Everyone was buzzing, none of us could contain our excitement. Check in went smoothly apart from when Emily lost her passport, and found it in the toilets. The waiting time flew by and before I knew it we were boarding the plane. We didn't manage to all get seats together, there being quite a large number of us. I found my seat and luckily I was sitting next to two of. I wouldn't be seen dead EVER going to go near guys who walked around in public with their asses hanging out!I strolled off quickly, with the six giggling girls rushing to catch up to me.There was one event that occurred during our sightseeing day which was especially unusual. It also happened on the Venice Beach Walkway (or "Boardwalk", or whatever it's called).The Walkway is a chaotic place. There are people selling all sorts of crap; religious weirdoes and other nutcases; entertainers such as.