This holiday held much more promise than he ever imagined. His hands, no longer nervous, ran through her mane sensuously as his hips fed his length i...to her.She coughed a little, “Jack, Christ! You’re so hard.”He laughed. Turning around, she pulled off her briefs and wiggled her behind. He devoured the sight, the puffy swell of her sex framed by her luscious behind. Looking back at him, she teased him with her lascivious pose, “Come on then, stick it in me.”With a yelp, he skewered her. When was the last time I saw it, I wondered. I hadn't written anything lately. I was so not ready for this.I sighed. "You got it all wrong, David."He blinked at me, confused."It's his cock I want to suck," I lied, nodding at Michael.Wordlessly, I unzipped Michael's shorts, freed his penis and put it in my mouth.It wasn't much, as blow jobs go, but I tried my best. They were both over anxious and I was butterflied and intimidated. Neither one came, although both leaked in my mouth. I was pretty. ? So Icarefully removed the top.? I wasa little surprised tofind it unhooked like a bra rather than untying.? Butthen I slipped out of my bottoms and sure enough Icould feel the cool sea breeze and I was no longer hot. I stretched in the warm sea air and listened to the gullscalling to each other again. The voice told me that I'd better put on some sun tanlotion so as not to get burned.?It said there was a tubeof lotion near my feet.? So Ibent over and picked it upand started putting it on.. Vincent grinned, kissed her again, and carried her up to his room. Vincent closed the door then laid Erin down on his bed, kissing her deeply. Erin kissed back, and then pulled away to take off her shirt and then her bra. Vincent growled sexily and pulled off his own shirt, then kissed down to her neck. Erin giggled at first then heard a moan escape her lips. Vincent continued down, kissing her chest then her breasts, starting on the left breast and sucking gently on her nipple. Erin moaned.