BreakfastWe had nearly finished breakfast at the quiet beach-side cafe when the peace was broken by the sound of three powerful motorbikes pulling up ...utside.All heads turned as three muscular bikers dressed entirely in black leather and full-face helmets came in from the heat and spread out at the next table.Lizzie, her dad and I were only wearing light cotton shorts and tee-shirts - mine just reaching the thighs. My irrational fears of being gang-r@ped again bubbled up until the leader of the. Would does your little charm say he asked. She kinda lifted her leg so he could read it. He laughed and kissed her again.I looked at my phone as we are walking to the elevator. It was only 7:30 or so. They kissed some more on the elevator. We got to his room and there were a nice chair and a couch and table. He and I sat down. He poured us a glass of wine while she used the restroom. Very nice guy. Thanks for sharing your wife he said. She walked out of the bathroom and came over and sat next. “I want you to say it,” I repeated. Eventually when he could not bear to have his hard cock bent over any further he reluctantly repeated. “He wants to fuck you with his big cock.” I smiled, having made him say that. I resumed wanking him. “And would you like to watch me get fucked with that big cock? After all you have seen it and I haven’t. Do you think I would like it, to feel it going in and out of me as he fucked me with it?” “Yes.” “No, I want you to say it,” I prepared to push his cock. “Take your time, no rush” I answered as I kissed her neck. From here I was going to let her take the initiative, after all, she was the one on top. Her pussy felt incredible. It was tight, I could feel every ripple and fold of her pussy as I entered. It was so hot I could feel her wetness running down my cock and onto my balls. I wanted to remain here forever. Slowly she sat up, her knees on the bed astride me, her face contorted in a mixture of pleasure and intensity. Breathing deeply she.