And all those beautiful American blondes. Too bad.As the car moved through the hills, twisting and turning around each curve in the road, Dustin wishe... he were behind the wheel rather than hiding on the floor in the back. He was a big guy, and it sure was cramped, but he knew the curvaceous cutie driving the car, Ashton Whitty, would soon reach Nicole’s place. She knew the way. She was one of Nicole’s many lovers. And Ashton had her own set of house keys. Dustin would take the keys from her. Thomas was relentless. The bed shuttered beneath them as his groin slapped into her sweet round behind. When she came her pussy gripped on to him like a vice and then began to milk him in rhythm with the beat of her heart. Or, was it his? He could not tell. He felt his sacks tighten and knew that there was nothing else he could do. He plunged deep one more time."Fuck," he groaned out as he came, shooting his cum inside her. That moment seemed to last forever. The feeling of him drenching her. "I can do that," she said with gusto."Yeah, I'll bet," he chuckled. Then throwing her a XXL T-shirt said, "Here's your shirt, Sweetheart." Thank you sir."So they both climbed into the king sized bed together, shutting off the light. Bob was settling in keeping his back turned to Heater by design. Heather on the other hand, slid over and put her arm around him pressing her lithe body against his in a classic spoon."Heather?" Uh huhmm." What about the other girl?" Nobody said anything about. Kea didn’t know what to say, staring at the girl’s awesome face. The last rays of sun were sparkling in her eyes and her beauty was now even more overwhelming. “My name is Landra. I came for a swim and didn’t notice you were here.” She came closer and sat down beside her. She was still undressed and Kea couldn’t avoid a glance at the girl’s hard dark nipples. “Oh... my name is Kea. I’m here on holidays.” Landra cleaned some drops of salt water from her lips with her tongue and looked straight.