I walked back to my room at dusk, removed the ring and hid it in the suitcase pocket. Trying to get up the courage to take the next few steps on my ow..., I decided to walk on the beach and make up my mind. I snagged a bottle of water out of the mini fridge and held my sandals in the other hand, and forced myself to move forward. The night air was warm and breezy. The walk was pleasant along the calm water. I arrived at the house and heard loud music and saw people moving around inside. Summing. She starts playing with herself and gyrating to the music. She then takes her knickers off and taunts us by showing glimpses of her clit. She then turns round to reveal a partially shaved pussy. She slowly climbs onto the bed and touches my tits again. You are playing with yourself and enjoying it immensely. She crawls over me on all fours and starts kissing me. My heart is racing and i’m feeling very dirty but very turned on. She moves closer and starts playing with herself close to me so I. . but that is another story, which will be next!Our first weekend starts as peacefully as I planned - with Ai in bed with me to keep her from sinningBefore we both doze off she shows once more her sexy expertise in munching my member, my still virginIn the morning she makes me my tea and she serves it well and hot with the obligatory wake-up blow-jobIn the afternoon I take Ai, Aisha and Alex for a walk, to two adjacent traditional markets in open airTo my amazement Alex asks permission for a. His granduncle (the man who raised Peter's dad) passed away and he left everything to Peter's dad.Peter was a city boy. He knew nothing of town life. He had a stereotype of a backward people who had no technology, lived like the Amish, worked at the countryside as farmers and went to church every Sunday.As his father was the supreme authority in the household, everything he said went.They packed all their belongings and drove all the way towards his dad's old hometown. He had to say good byes.