Sleeping on the ferry to wake up at the port for the day," Abbie says before they discuss further options. They could take another midnight trip back...to Poole or stay over and enjoy the journey across the channel the next day.“So Tim,” Abbie says teasingly, as she lifts herself to push down on Tim’s hard cock. Moving him up deep within her. “Which one do you want to take?” She leaves him little time to respond as she begins to ride him hard and fast. Tim feeling his prick so up into. As I got down to her lower back, I stopped about an inch above her swim suit. Katie turned and looked in my direction and with both hands, pulled her suit down a couple of inches. I could see her white cheeks and just the start of her butt crack. I was having a little trouble containing my breathing. Katie said, “You can put some lotion down there, I don't want a high tan line.”I started smoothing the lotion on the upper part of her butt cheeks. I skipped over her crack, but in a minute or. I told them I'd be there by ten since it was already eight something.By ten pm, after cleaning myself and showering, I walked to his house, which sat in the corner of the cul-de-sac and followed the instructions that I had been given: key under the door mat; use it to let myself in; once in, lock and deadbolt the door; take off my clothes except for t-shirt and jock strap; go into the kitchen and stand next to stove like I was about to cook something; pour myself a glass of wine and drink it. The low beams of the vehicle washed the concrete parking garage wall with a luminosity that grew brighter with their approach. Victoria waited patiently for the driver to park and open her door. She’d been here many times before. Her usual rooms were located on the top floor, the penthouse suite of the Prestige Hotel. Her father had given her rule over the top floor and Victoria had taken advantage of it to the up most. Designers came and went until the penthouse was converted into a palace.