His other hand was busy thrusting into my pussy. Please, I moaned. He twisted my nipple and licked my neck. Please what, slut? Please fuck me. My pus...y is so wet, I need you to fuck me. Cunt, your cunt is wet. You want me to fuck you? Right here in the parking lot like a whore? Where anyone can see you? Yes, please. Fuck me like your whore, I begged, ashamed but too horny to care. He now had three fingers inside me, And you will do anything to make me fuck you, wont you slut? I was now humping. But it works; I'm now fully awake. So, this is how the days begin. Then the usual, shower, dress, then breakfast and decide what to do for the day. Maid's day again so we check in the Local Paper I bought earlier in our stay. It's market day in the main town of the Island, so we decide to pay it a visit.A large town but very old. Narrow streets with whitewashed houses and shops. Again the green shutters and doors. Not that we can see much of that for the stalls. Hundreds of them. Selling just. Simon glanced around. With him in the car were three passengers. Atall bearded man with graying hair was positioned across the aisle fromhim, his face deeply lined and cratered with large pores. His legswere spread wide and sloppily out into the aisle as he scratched hischest absent mindedly. Two seats to the man's left sat a younger manwearing a solid gray suit. He had short cropped hair and talkedcheerfully into a cell phone. He was speaking loudly enough to catchscraps of his. I could see her curvy outline.I touched her head and felt her wet soft hair.She rolled me over and I pulled down my pants.It was tight jeans and I could only pull till my knees.I was wriggling like a cocoon.She started kissing all over my body and it was electric when she reached my belly.I grabbed her boobs and reached for her armpits.I tickled her.She pressed over me with a soft giigle and she was pressing hard over my underwear with her hairy vagina.I could feel the hair of her forest and my.