I had immense interest in photography which was my passion along with traveling.So after a week, I had planned to go to the Andaman Islands.I booked t...e tickets, packed my bags, arranged for a local guide and soon reached Andaman island.This islands has become a big tourist spot and people always were swarming in these islands which became a big frustration for me.I always preferred secluded areas to enjoy nature so I asked my guide Kayan to take me to remote areas of the island. He insisted. After he started to lick his way back towards her clit then as her pussy became wet. He inserts his tongue inside of her pussy.He swirled his tongue inside of her clock wise while he played with her clit with his finger tips."Yes Oh Yes!" She cried out while she was biting on a pillow. She wrapped her legs around his head while she were beginning to move her hips.He wrap both of his arms around her thighs to pull her closer, so that his tongue could go in deeper. Twitching, and moving. Cain broke it. “Truman Capote once wrote: ‘Dreams are the mind of the soul and the secret truth about us.’ There is a reason he wrote that, Amber Shelton,” he exclaimed.For a moment, her stare darted back and forth between Cain and the road. She was too tired, too disoriented, too confused with terror to probe deeper into what he was saying. Home was the best place to be. Maybe not the wisest option, but the safest and most comfortable. ‘Just have to get home,’ she thought. ‘If I’m going to. He stopped by Steve on the couch, “While I’m here I’m in charge, your wife works for me…drink as much as you like coon.”Steve didn’t appreciate the racial slur, but the guy had the look of a Hardass. Throughout the rest of the day Steve heard repeated pops…but he couldn’t figure out, it was Rod’s big white hand slapping his wife’s chubby brown ass. Finally Steve was drunk he found his bar and mixed in some scotch. Rod picked him up like a baby as Sheila marveled at his strength, he put him on.