She parted her lips and allowed my tongue to probe her hot mouth. She flicked at my tongue with hers. Our tongues wrestled until we broke the kiss.I l...oked her in the eye, she had a fire in them. The same fire I was feeling. No need for foreplay, I could tell by the look in her eyes, that she was ready and if my raging hard on was any indication, so was I.I reached for her blouse, quickly ripping it open to reveal the black lacy bra straining to hold her 36DD melons. I pulled down the cups on. ..I had on one occasion seen Ange giving her husband a blow job. I wasn't supposed to see, but I AM a bit of a v*yeur, I'm afraid. She was VERY good at it, so it seemed. This had been on a ski trip , where she and her husbandand I , and her brother Andy were all in a jacuzzi. Her brother Andy who looks like a male copy of Angie.Andy and I had left the Jacuzzi to give them some privacy after they had started snogging. We'd all got shorts/bikinis on, at the start. Angie's husband was. I just wanted to talk to her again. Who knew where it might lead? I followed the beach around the island until I reached the path to Vanessa’s beach, which, being cut off at either end by small rocky cliffs, had to be approached in the middle of its expanse through a grove of palm trees. As I came past the last of the trees I could see that Vanessa was standing on the beach with her back to me. She was dressed in the same brightly-coloured wrap she had been wearing when I first met her. Could. He stills, and her mind reels from it she lets out a soft gasp and whispers in shame "Don't stop!" He growls the vibrations on her nipple cause her legs to clamp shut against her wetness. Suddenly, the pearcing pain that seems to engulf her right breast makes her gape in teeth marks lineing her nipple the red lines coming from the wound are striking against her ivory skin. She lets out a soft whimper, laying her head back down her breath coming in pants as her her body quivers as the pain.