I motioned for them to come closer to me.The two nervously shuffled closer and then seemed to shrink under my close scrutiny as I stood up and circled...them. Their blatant exposure caused both girls to squirm. Brittany seemed to be fighting a powerful urge to cover her complete nudity with her shyly fluttering hands."Drop those hands," I ordered.Watching each other and me they slowly obeyed. Each girl in her own way was a stunning beauty. I noticed that neat bikini trims were in style this year.. Rich fantasies that I had buried deep within my subconscious now bubbled to the surface. Visions of being helplessly bound before a tall, beautiful goddess... commanded to serve and to do unmentionable things... being stripped of my masculinity and forced to wear feminine clothes... The last thought sent a shiver of guilt and excitement down my spine. I took a healthy gulp from my drink in a effort to calm my now pounding heart. I toyed with the idea of another joint to settle me down but. 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 to 9 people.” Janet answered.“Now that sound. “Can you see how wet I am? You are making me flow like a river, your dick is soon going to be devoured by this love nest. Before that, I want you to make me more wet. I want my pussy nectar to ooze all over you. Pappu, suck on my boobs. Bite them, squeeze them.. Ahhhhhhhh”.I obeyed my damsel, and sucked more vigorously on her breasts. My left hand started playing with her pussy. I used my middle and ring finger to finger fuck her while I sucked her breasts.Salma returned the favour by stroking.