"That's hot" she saysI am startled as I didn't see her. "Yeah it is" I say"I was talking about your cock" she told me"Want a better look?" I ask her"O... course" she saysI go out and let her in. She is about 5'6, black hair to her shoulders, wearing jeans, a black long sleeve shirt, running shoes. Her tits aren't the biggest but I can't tell from her shirt. "Out for a walk?" I ask her"Yeah, I like to stay in shape as best I can" she replied"Now you're here take a better look for yourself" I tell. I'll let you get settled and then I'll serve lunch on the terrace."I wanted to hug her, but I doubt that Mrs. Warren would see that as 'proper'. "Thank you, Mrs. Warren, that will be good. However I would love a coffee if there is any going." Of course, Madam. I'll bring it to your room."I was in the middle of unpacking when she came in with the coffee. I was just putting away the last few of Rich's clothes. I had opened my suitcase but not touched my clothes, therefore Mrs. Warren started to. We returned to the bar together, chatting about the noise level of the room. She sat down at the same table I had been sitting at and I found she was the girlfriend of one of the guys I had been talking to for the longest. Slowly, then, the men began to leave. For home and wives. For meals before retiring to their hotel rooms for the night. For other parties they had been invited to. The more I drank, and the more the other people drank, the more amorous it seemed to get. Pretty soon,. I met her outside 10 minutes later, and we started to walk.It was getting dark, but Tania knew the area like the back of her hand. As it got harder to navigate, she took my hand in hers and we went on side by side. The trip was pleasant and the heat was turning into decent weather. We mostly walked in silence, until we reached a barn that belonged to the family. At auntie's suggestion, we went in. She turned on a dim light when I first noticed she changed from dinner. She wore a short,.