"Ohh!" she exclaimed, jolting on the mattress. "You like that?" I asked.Without opening her eyes she answered, "Do two..." So, I pushed a second finge... in and began to finger fuck her. "Oh yesss...like that." she cooed. It was hot as fuck. I watched my fingers going in and out of her, taken by how pretty her pussy was. The folds of her labia were swollen and reddened as they rolled in and out with my fingers, glistening in the natural light of the window. "You're gonna make me cum..." she. "Oh, just to give you a chance to see it," she said. Then she changed the subject, thankfully.Then, that night when Dan and I had moved up to the bedroom, I found Dan holding it. "What's this?" he said, looking at it with obvious confusion.I was confused for a moment too, until I realized Jen had managed to leave it where Dan would find it. I mentally cursed Jen. Dan was looking at me with curiosity. I considered whether he knew what it was, deciding immediately that would soon figure it out if. She, a housewife herself, apparently had a liking for young guys.I replied to her mail asking for some time to chat. We fixed a time when we can chat online. At first our chats where cautious. I was cautious because there could be a chance that she could be a ‘he’ in the end. We based our chats generally on our surrounding, our social life, status etc. Then I poured in my likes, and how I looked up to meet a real women in real life just for the sake of physically being close with her, able to. .. the locals won’t mind.”“Why here?”“You need a vacation,” Seven said. She discombobulated. “We do too.”The seven in one looked like they did in Australia ... like they had spent weeks on the nude beaches of Perth ... tan, fit and ready to party.“Listen to that,” said Two.Faint and wind borne, fading in and out with the breeze, was the summer music of Jamaica ... reggae.“Oh, good lord,” I said. “I love reggae. That sounds like UB 40. Who is that?”“Some local group,” Seven said. “We don’t have.