I warn her that she has me excited and that perhaps she shouldn’t see all of me. She laughs and insists with even more force. Slowly I unbutton the ...eans and she is telling me what to do. I slide my fingers into the waist of the jeans and push them down. My cock is freed and definitely displays my arousal. She whistles and I’m embarrassed, but she apologizes and insists that I finish. My pants hang up in the crotch and when I bend my knees and spread my legs to free them my balls fall forward. So I go there without condoms, the door is unlocked… I walk in and find him laying down on a towel, with these girlie pajama pants on. Im assuming they were his girlfriends and that he likes to wear them to feel like less of a man and like the bitch that I was about to make him. So I went up to him, slid down his girlie pajamas and started lubing up his HAIRY fuckhole with the lube that was on the table next to me. I started sliding into his TIGHT hairy hole and don’t even get the head in when. They found out the first night on board that a Guy Reynolds and his wife Molly had taken the other suite. David and Susan liked them from the moment they were introduced. Guy was in his early thirties and Molly a few years younger. They had been in Bengal hunting tigers but prior to that they had been in East Africa after lion and elephant. In the long conversations the couples had together it transpired that Guy’s father had made a fortune from cotton mills and this extended holiday was to. " "So do you, Lou," I replied. "I haven't seen another woman in her underwear since I stopped swimming years ago." Again we held hands. "Jen, what turns you on?" Lou asked. "I haven't really thought about it. Probably the idea that I could make love with my husband and actually orgasm. That hasn't happened for so long I can't remember." "What, you haven't orgasmed..." "For ages." "Why not?" "Well, my husband is a bit selfish. He comes and he sleeps. I'm not sure if he realises.