My second orgasm of the day washed over me as I felt his cum pumping into my inner cunt.As we calmed down, with him still inside me and on top of me, ... realised that the bed was moving. I looked and saw that Brad and Wendy were fucking beside us. Brad must have got out of bed and walked around to Wendy's side of the bed. Judging by her moans, she seemed to be enjoying herself very much.It was Sunday morning. After breakfast Brad and Wendy left to pack for a month's stay with me and Fred started. A cool breeze wafted through the room carrying the fresh salty fragrance of the ocean. It also allowed the primal rhythm of the breakers assaulting the beach to engulf the room. Then Claudia moved behind me. She pulled me back against her, reached around me encircling my chest, and then slid her hands down to the front of my pants. She stroked the length of my cock, her fingers moving to the surging rhythm of the surf. My body couldn’t help but to respond. I had to be careful where she placed. Unlike the night before, this time I spent an eternity placing warm kisses on her exquisite breasts. She responded quickly and soon invited me to enter her. Missionary position. Slow intense thrusts, kisses, moaning, the slow, writhing accumulation of deep passion and need. I had no idea a girl could need so intensely. It was spiritual. It was an epiphany. I whispered, "I need to cum. Shall I pull out?" She whispered back, "No. Cum in me. Take all of me. Every bit." It was almost noon when. With a single finger, I touched her lips and said ‘Shhhhhh’. I looked deep into her eyes and saw yearning there to match my own. This night, she was going to be mine. I would take no arguments. She was now naked before me, and nothing was going to stop me from claiming her as my own. I led her to the bed and dropped my robe, then told her to lie back on the bed, which she did. I climbed next to her and firmly told her to open her legs for me, and she spread them. Her eyes were pleading with me.