‘Belly,’ I said, patting the chaise’s cushion. She lay upon her belly. I lay against her, a leg covering her, my hand roaming across her shoulde...s, my lips kissing along her spine. Her skin glowed in the firelight. Smooth. Warm. Sweet. My cock pressed hard against her leg. I slid my hand under the elastic of her pearly panties and let my nails brush across the tender flesh of her bottom. She trembled at the touch, her skin goose-fleshing doubly so. She groaned. My hand slipped over her bottom. The expression ‘you’re damned right you will’ went through my mind, but I resisted saying it out loud. At the reception desk we both checked into to our respective rooms, which as it turned out were right next to each other. Walking down the corridor my room was the first we came to, and I thought Julia would follow me in, but she said ‘I need shower, I’ll give you a knock in a minute’. Feeling a little let down, I opened my room and went straight to the shower. After the journey I felt a bit. As she milked me dry, she said 'I love being a whore cum dump' thinking it was almost over. As the guys surrounded her covering her vision so she could clean each of their cocks with her mouth, I went back to the bathroom to produce the tenth man. He had waited patiently for an hour and a half while Lily was demolished by the other guys and me. I told them to hold her down and part her legs. As she looked up, she saw a tall slender black guy, no older than 20 approach. He stood at the end of. I smiled to myself. I stayed on the skier for another ten minutes, building the pace toward the end. I was already bathed in sweat, but figured it was all for the best. I got onto the treadmill, and ran slowly, more of a fast walk. I needed to build up slowly, gently. Taking a swig of water, I put the bottle back into the holder beside the machine. My eyes were drawn to a flash of platinum blonde hair to my right. I tried to be discreet, not wanting to gain a reputation as a voyeur on my first.