.." Don't be afraid. You are cuddly, though."Marla reacted to that by wiggling her ass against my very erect cock.I felt Kristen stir behind be, and w...ndered what she would think if I mistook Marla for her. "You're cute when you're embarrassed, Oogie," Kristen whispered in my ear, letting me know that she heard the conversation between Marla and me.In for a penny, in for a pound, I figured, and I started moving my cock up and down Marla's ass crack. Marla moaned quietly in response.Kristen now. I was to be there 1 week before Jan arrived to do all the business stuff and the next week would be filled with tourist adventures.On my arrival at the hotel I was informed that we had been booked into a 2 bedroom luxury penthouse suite overlooking the city and magnificent bay and harbour. The room was truly luxurious .In the middle of the room stood a spa which would easily accommodate 8 people and the bar was full of all sorts of exotic alcoholic drinks free for our pleasures.In the master. She felt herself turn from moist to completely drenched. After a few minutes she was close enough to hear clearly what the man was saying. The voice sounded strangely familiar and there was no doubt the woman was whimpering her delights as he pounded her. She was so close she could hear his groins slapping against the back of her legs. Then she was peering through a gap in the brush. He had her against a tree, holding her up by the back of her knees. Her arms were around his neck. The man. Her long platinum blonde hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail that hung to the middle of her back. ‘Excusez-moi!’ She said in a delightful French accent. She produced a large white napkin, fluffing it in the air and then leaned forward to place it in Sean’s lap. Sean was briefly distracted by the generous cleavage that his eyes were now mere inches away from. She smelled sensational. Her chest fell forward as she leaned in further, nearly allowing an unobstructed view to the bountiful.