We look at each other and smile. The long car pulls up and deposits us and our luggage in the hands of the bell hop. We look around and the lobby is n...t quite the way the brochure and website portrayed it. As we walk up towards our cottage I cannot help but notice that it is somewhat open air in that the walls do not seem to hold the world entirely out. All the other cottages appear empty, some even seemingly falling into the sand below them. We ask the bell hop where all the other guests are. 'Father Murphy walks into a pub in Donegal, and asks the first man he meets, 'Do you want to go to heaven?'The man said, 'I do, Father.'The priest said, 'Then stand over there against the wall.'Then the priest asked the second man, 'Do you want to go to heaven?''Certainly, Father, ' the man replied.'Then stand over there against the wall, ' said the priest.Then Father Murphy walked up to O'Toole and asked, 'Do you want to go to heaven?'O'Toole said, 'No, I don't Father.'The priest said, 'I. And that BBC gettin shoved into my ass and I was happy - well as happy as you can be with being bound painfully. I got happier a few minutes later as that cock that was teasing my tongue was driven deep into my throat."Wow, that is a great throat - fully open and taking my BBC!" Nice ass too - still tight and white but not after tonight!"I ignored the conversation because I had my mouth full. Something hot and wet wrapped about my cock and it was happy too! The assfucking last night was like. I touched my clit, swollen and hard, and started to stroke it, but he didn't change that mind blowing, slow rhythm. My pussy was squeezing him so strong he could hardly push his way in. Every time my asshole would relax, he would push his thumb in, and then let it go out when my sphincter squeezes. I could feel my asshole is building it's own orgasm and that was a completely new feeling for me. He pushed his cock deeper inside so I could feel it on the bottom when on it's way in. First stroke.