I even made out I dropped something to bend down for him. As I stood I felt him get closer from behind and I felt his now erect cock rubbing against m... bum through my bikini. I could feel him breathing on my neck and his cock twitching as it grew. As tempted as I was now this wasn’t the time or place so I rushed back to the pool leaving the poor man frustrated. At mealtimes we had a wonderful waiter called Marco, he was local, 24 and quite tall for a Spanish man. All week he had been eyeing up. He was tall, even when sitting down and his eyes looked so harshly into hers that she turned her face away, instead studying the books on the shelves behind him.“On my lap,” he commanded.Her eyes darted back to him again, bewildered this time.“What?”“Lie down on my lap, Astrid.”“Are you... going to hit me?”“Now.”His eyes didn’t reveal anything, but she could still feel the heat rising to her cheeks as she leaned over and carefully tried to position herself and putting all her weight on him,. They said their farewells and Joey helped Tess into the car before he sat behind the wheel himself. He had pulled out and was driving along the narrow street before Tess spoke up. "They're nice people. I mean, I liked Karen before, but Maureen and Deirdre are nice, too." Yes, I was kind of dreading this evening, but it was cool." She's really pretty," Tess observed. "I'd kill for legs like hers. She's crushing on you, though. You know what you're doing?" Huh?" Deirdre. She's got it bad for you.. They were encased in custom armor, but each round ball was at least the size of his head.“Wench…” He croaked, looking for the nearest serving girl. She didn’t hear him, and he tried again loudder. “Wench!”This time the barmaid came over. He recognized her, one of the farmers girls. She was a healthily plump girl, with a thick body and tits as large as all the others forced into a bodice she likely hadn’t been able to afford to change since she grew into it.He hoped she stayed broke and kept.