Perhaps though, the groans and squeals that I was actually hearing came from Sandra as I fucked her! Suddenly I felt myself release, relieved in every...sense of the word to have crossed the finishing line of this slightly regrettable encounter. All I knew for sure though, was that the curious fantasy in which Debbie had played the starring role, evaporated from my mind as quickly as it had arrived.Rolling over to lay at Sandra’s side, I accepted her offer of coffee from the customary room kettle. Her fatherhad bankrolled the coffee shop's startup - making up for the hell of hereducation."I'm royally fucked," says Donna staring with heartfelt melancholy intothe bottle's green depths. "Why do people get so hung up on clothes? Whatdifference do the clothes make!"Chip gets her another beer. "You know what difference the clothes make." Yeah, to me. But them! And the looks at work. I saved that girl's lifeand now I -" Don't say it, because you don't wish you hadn't."Her shoulders round down,. " Well, I think we might have time for a little fun," she husked."Maybe, but we have a quick errand to run on the way." Where?" she asked."It appeared that my careless teammate, Ryan seemed to have dropped his phone last night. Good thing I picked it up," he laughed.Sandy cracked up before Derek pulled her into his arms. She then proceeded to kiss her boyfriend while her hand found his hardening member and rubbed it on her moistened pussy before inserting it into her.Kyle answered his cell. I could had sat and watched but I had other ideas. On my way to the beach I had spotted one of those ‘traditional Chinese massage centres’ which wasn't open on the way down but as it had been many years since I last went to one, and it was still too soon to collect my car, I thought I would treat myself.I made my way in, paid for the hour long full body massage and got shown to a small room, unsure what to do next because the lady owner had left I sat down on the bed and waited. A short while.