I have to check if you are potbellied first.” “I’m not, but you can check if you want. It’s nice. Your hands are so soft…” She checked. ...er small hand even slipped under the belt of my jeans. “Why!” she exclaimed. “Is the adrenaline doing this wonder?” “I don’t know, but I liked you at first sight. You are extremely beautiful.” “You have a sharp eye.” I reached out cautiously and wrapped my arms around her waist. I buried my face in her firm springy breasts, my lips creeping up gingerly. On the flight we agreed, that whatever happened while we were on holidays would never be told to anyone at home. Rob my brother, had a girlfriend, and if the rumours at home were to be believed, things were not going too well for them, the in joke was that he couldn’t get her panties off, which he always denied. At the time we left I was single, but was generally in some sort of a relationship. I guessed Rob, like myself was hoping to get laid.We arrived at the resort late at night and went. It was a surprise indeed. Sitting on the bed in the spare room was Sylvie's friend Maureen, dressed in a short skirt, which revealed her long legs. Her big tits bulged out of a low-cut white top. "There," Sylvie said, "Doesn't she look good enough to eat?" Maureen smiled, that superior smile of hers. "I'm not going to let you feast your eyes any more," Sylvie said. "After all, she is a married woman." Sylvie pulled a bandana from the dresser and tied it over my eyes, denying me sight of her. “I see nice cocks run in the family.” “That ain’t all that runs in this family, I said. “I know, he said and sits down beside me. “You mind if I help you with that,” he says, gesturing toward my cock. “Maybe you need a little help, too,” I said reaching for his big cock without even waiting for an answer. What happened then was better than the porn flick. I had always thought Eric a hot little ass. Even when younger, when we’d wrestled around in the pool up at his dad’s place one day, I’d.