Our tongues met, we bit lips. We made our rounds kissing everywhere that we could. My hands were sure to become vagabonds, going from places like her ...ands and hair to her inner thighs, then to her ass, grabbing so much that she couldn't help but whine a bit. My kisses trailed from her lips to her cheeks, down her neck, then down to her shoulders, where I was sure to mark my territory. She's mine, mine, mine, and I wanted the whole damn world to know it. As much as I love giving and getting. She would refund their men at a later date.Helena walking back with the girls went across the road to the park and sat down at a BBQ table. “Janet, in your experience what is the best way to Vanuatu, Port Vila.” Helena asked.“Well cheap flights start at $350, but I do not think you would like the cattle planes? Do you Helena?” asked Janet.“No not really.” she replied“Well you can charter a private jet from Coolangatta to Port Vila for around $20,000 or $40,000 return. That would take around 4. It felt amazing as I fucked her and forced more cum into her already cum-filled pussy. The guy with the largest cock went last. Oh, did she moan as he forced his nine inches into her cum filled pussy! He fucked her in every position possible. Her first orgasm soon came and she screamed in delight. She had two more orgasms before the guy grunted and pumped a third load of cum into her already cum sodden pussy. The two guys said their farewells and left us alone. My wife turned to me and asked. He simply cant bear to lose.’ Harry was, it was true, limping theatrically. ‘You doing anything this evening?’ ‘I sure am, honey and you are the thing that I am doing.’ She stood and the two of them wandered off as she looked over her shoulder at Eva, Helen and me with a wolfish smile. I offered Helen and Harry a drink. Harry declined and limped pathetically off to the changing rooms. Helen thanked me and sat at our table as I went back into the bar to order her tea. ‘Well played, Helen.’ Every.