The men often engage me in conversations whist they stare at my body and I try my best to ‘accidentally’ show my nipples and pussy to them. I like...sitting on the sun loungers in there with my knees up and my bottoms hidden between my labia. Sometimes I adjust the bottoms so that my clit is on display as well. The sun loungers are in 2 rows, feet to feet, so anyone sat on the other row get a great view.When I’m in the jacuzzi the bubbles move my loosely tied top so that both my tits are exposed. The mere fact that he was able to keep his cock hard while the juice of his first orgasm still spilled from her pussy was enough to convince me.I gasped, and it was audible. They both turned toward the sound. He jumped up, grabbed his polo shirt and ran to the couch. He used the shirt like a diaper, putting one part of the shirt to sit on – must keep the couch clean, of course – and using the other part of the shirt to cover his three piece set –for modesty, of course.She on the other hand sat. She insisted talking about schedules, until I told her I was a bit tired. So I left her there with her boring papers and I went upstairs to my room. I called my loving husband; who was at home, to tell him about the flight and some other things. Victor asked me if I would spend the night alone and I joked, telling him that none of the cocks I had seen around, were worth for a good fuck…Victor laughed, saying I was a liar…I read a book in bed for a short while and then I turned the lights. He began ogling her breasts as he reached out and lightly pinched her nipples and pulled them fashioning to her that he wanted her close to him. My god did this feel good. She made a mental note that she should have worn a bra to see if he was good with bras or not but at this moment that thought was trivial oh well maybe next time she’ll test that theory. While kissing she pulled his shirt off from him now they were both naked from the waist up. It was a fair game. He kissed her some more. God.