She sipped it, swallowing her tablets, giving her body a chance to begin recovery.She glanced at the clock. Eight forty-five. It was still early in th... morning for the party-party people, but Denise knew she'd not get back to sleep now. 'Time for some toast and coffee, ' she thought. Denise scribbled a note to Jim, telling him she'd be at the restaurant downstairs in case he woke. She threw on a t-shirt and some jeans shorts and, grabbing her key and her purse, made her way down there.While. ‘I’m from Miami, but Key West is my second home.’ Ronaldo replied. ‘Your face reminds me of someone. You remind me of this pirate I heard about over at the pirate museum.’ Rachael said to him. ‘You mean Captain Natoli? I get that a lot! I often dress like him in the annual Pirates Festival over in Key Largo.’ Ronaldo said with a smile. ‘That’s amazing!’ Rachael happily exclaimed. After having a fun-filled first day in Key West, Ronaldo walked Rachael to her hotel room at the resort. He looked. In degrading himself thus, he was not just giving me a thorough rim-job, but also the most unbelievable power trip any schoolgirl could possibly imagine. I had a moment of revelation, and once in my mind, I could not resist bringing it to life: in an insolent drawl, I said, “Kiss my ass, sir.”Their twin chuckles, muffled by contact with my skin, vibrated up my body. I closed my eyes and surrendered to the sensations, my hands squeezing and massaging my small breasts. The two old men – they must. Her breath came in short gasps, and her hands pulled my head in to her pussy. Her orgasm hit with a loud scream, as she twitched under the relentless teasing of my fingers and tongue. After a few moments I stopped to let her calm down, and took the opportunity to take my clothes off. As I did, Sharon lifted her t-short over her head, and unclasped her bra, releasing her well formed 36C tits. She cupped them, and tweaked her nipples between her fingertips. “Do you wanna fuck me?” she asked,.