Tonight he didn’t eat very well. I guess he’s still feeling bad about what happened. Shit, I feel bad about it too, he was just responding to what...I guess he thought was an invitation.He tried to say something to me about what happened after dinner. All he could get out was phrases—”I do great wrong,” “wish make better,” “thank you” several times over—but I got the sense. I didn’t let him go on like that too long, hell, he thought I was hitting on him! Christ, what a misunderstanding!I’m in bed. Then he slipped his thumb into my pussy. All his fingers were inside me up to the knuckles. I thought he was still just four fingers deep and was just playing with my body. I was half right… he was turning me into a mindless plaything! Then he reached around and wrapped his other arm around my thighs. “You better not move sweetie.” He said then the hand that was inside me pushed into me, hard, and strong, relentlessly opening me up more and more. I gasped and squirmed feeling so tight. Was she right or what. Fucking in her ass was at least as much a bliss if not more. I could feel the wetness, tightness, resilience of her orifice; tight groping and hugging my cock. Emily was circling her hips and ass to feel me reaching the deepest end in her rectum; even she did not know existed in her. Getting overly excited for this new venture; I started fucking her harder and faster as she kept demanding for more.Once again, I started breathing harder and gasping. My balls were knotted. This time it was totally bare ... but now with a small gold ring through her clitoral hood.“I loved your tongue and fingers last time ... I’m so disappointed that I missed out on your cock. This time we have all week”.This is the beach stay story as told by Jack.My god that pussy looked amazing ... almost teenage like in its appearance with its non-existent lips ... just a tightly closed crease hid the entrance to her pussy. And I loved the addition of the piercing. I was going to ask her more.