She spent more time and effort on rubbing it against her pussy and I pushed the head of my cock into it with each pass going ever so more deeply each ...ime.As I made contact and pushed into her, she’d grunt. I would pinch and pull her nipple and rub her clit each time. But, in that position, I realized I could not go all the way into her pussy. I pulled away and told her to get on her hands and knees and we would do it doggie-style.She got to her hands and knees like I asked and her full breasts. Beads of salty droplets stung my eyes and clung to my skin, so after hastily eating a banana and pounding back a few bottles of water, I made a beeline for the shower. I stopped and stared in the mirror and looked for evidence of progress to my physique. My abs needed the most work, but my arms, back and shoulders looked decent enough and my legs and buttocks were starting to tone up nicely. I thought I looked quite dashing with my jet-black hair, warm brown eyes and tanned skin. My mind. “Why don’t you put these on, they will cool you down” she said, “Ben does that when he gets too hot, try it” she said as she handed me the panties, I wasn’t sure about this, they wouldn’t fit and they had holes in them, she looked at me, her eyes beckoning me on as I slowly stood up, my cock rigid beneath my shorts.I looked her in the eyes as I pulled my boxers down to my ankles and stepped out of them as I wanted to see her expression, did she recognise my cock from the toilet? I stood there. Leaving me standing there trembling, holding myself up with the railing and staring after him..........An hour later, and after a few drinks that I shouldn't have had, I'm back in the main house saying goodbye to important clients. I'm considering just running away, not waiting for six o'clock. I'm worried at what might happen if I stay. I could call a taxi now and be gone before Dean even knows. I haven't seen him since the balcony, for all I know he could be standing me up. If only the bloody.