That morning I woke and Lindsey hadn't budged. I slipped out from under her and got dressed. I made coffee. When it was ready I got a cup and went bac... up stairs. I just sat in the corner chair and watched her sleep.That bright red hair, beautiful white skin. I wished I could capture that image forever. She looked cold, so I went over and pulled the blanket over her and gave her a little kiss on the ass cheek as I did.I went out on my deck to watch the sun rise. I was out there for about half. It was obvious to me, by her sweating face and her lustful look that she had cum.Then the four guys lead her through a door near the back of the bar. I headed out to the front door and took the alleyway at the back. It was very dark down there…Then all of a sudden I heard some moaning, unmistakably Ana’s…I came around a corner to see her standing up against the wall.This time her legs were spread and she was facing the wall with her hands pressed flat against the cold stone. Now I could hear. I loved fucking him as he always made me feel like it was his first time getting into my pants. Even though we had fucked many, many times. We stumbled over to the lounge and he fell on top of me kissing still. I had nothing on under my robe so he was easily rubbing my breasts and soaking pussy. We had to be quiet which made the intensity so much stronger. I love my (then) fiancé and I loved that he let me fuck other guys and girls but I had discovered something along my journey to being a. There were removed within three minutes. Em thought, “I like this place,” and settled back on the cushions to muse for a while. Her hand found its way into her sarong, pushed into the top of the bikini pants she had on underneath it, and gently rubbed her pussy. It was soon open and very wet. The villa was entirely private. No one could possibly see her. She untied the sarong and pulled it off. She untied her bikini pants strings and pulled the pants off. She shifted on the cushions so she.