It seemed that he was never going to stop, slowly and carefully he fucked me with my legs bucked up around his overweight midsection. He knew just how...much weight to rest on my body and how slowly to fuck to last longer than the first two. My butt was so sore that I was gasping for air as the pain became more intense. Finally his huge fuck tool seem to engorge and fill my anal canal to it's extent. With a deep sigh I from my fat fucker he flooded my insides with copious amounts of baby making. I shrugged and exhaled. I pulled off my shirt, tossing it to the side, and untied the string on my bathing suit. I glanced once more at the three sets of eyes that were glued to me. I smiled in happy submission and pulled my shorts down. I let them fall to the ground. I waited for a second, before stepping out and kicking them to the side. I knelt by my knees in a squat and picked up the tanktop that Kate tossed my way. Reaching up, pulling it on. Squating again, taking my time, I pulled on the. After a few moments to get their breath back, theyquickly washed, rinsed and got out as the water started getting cold.They patted themselves dry then applied some lotion to their bodies fromneck to foot. Putting wrapped their wet hair in towels like turbans andboth fell into the bed for a long nap.'Crossing into Mexico the whole countryside changed. Gone were the nicehouses and in their place were mud huts. Due to the gauge of the tracks,we had to change trains.'The direction of the wind sent. Legal stuff to get out of the way. Contractors to organise. Our tranquil lifestyle only a memory for the moment. During this time, the three of us settled into what was to become our way of life. Gone was the first flush of the new encounter, replaced by a more meaningful relationship. At times poor Greg at a loss to know who he was. When he was with Sophie, he was Greg, and when he was with me, he was Scott, and sometimes, he was both. Something we girls appreciated.Sue and Paul were calling.