We were talking all the way about all the silly things we have done and then we reached the restaurant, had our food and decided to walk to the beach ...hich was not too far. We went close to the shore and sat there to talk. If you know how the usual scene on beaches in India is you would know the snack sellers and other hawkers keep coming to sell things to you. One particular boy came and he said please buy these flowers for your girlfriend, I immediately started laughing but did not say. She periodically spits more saliva on her to keep them properly lubed and slippery for my cock to fuck her with. ‘Time for your ass, now’, I say. She stands up and takes off her tight jeans and her lacy thong and bends over right in front of me as she does. With them around her ankles and bent over, she looks back and says, ‘You want your thick cock to go in this tiny little hole?’ I pick up the lube and pout some out into my hand and rub it all over her tight rosebud and all over her juicy ass. I was surprised and quiet and wondering where this was going. The husband came over with several rings other than the one around his cock and she laid them out on her blanket. One by one she tried them all on my cock till she found her favorite and told me to keep it on. After putting the cock ring on me I was hard again and as she continued stroking me I had my hand on her leg and was rubbing higher till I reached her pussy which had just the slightest covering of hair. As I rubbed her. She locks her eyes to him, clear, but still puffy. He walks around her, spreading her ass, slapping her thighs. He walks in front of her, spreads her legs, examining the fresh bruises lined perfectly on her inner thighs.He raises her breasts, pinching her nipples hard. Hard enough to bring a moan to her lips.He turns to Alex, leaving her hanging there, on tip toe, trying to balance, with bound wrists. She finds herself swaying."These walls are cork-lined, yes?" Of course they are. This is the.