Sure I couldn’t say no. He was an expert at charming people, and he had me wrapped around his finger. I watched him get up, and watched his shirtl...ss body walk away. I really love my job. I looked over at the clock again and realized only two minutes had passed. I groaned and put my head in my hands. “You look like you’re having fun!” I looked down, and saw an extremely attractive guy in the water, smiling up at me. “Oh, I am. There isn’t anything I’d rather be doing,” I said, sarcasm. He is not at all what I thought he is only about 5’9” and weighs not over 120 lbs, but he is covered in tatoos. “You ready, bend over the table and pull off your shorts!” I slip off my shorts and I do as he says. My hole is still lubed from me inserting the large bottle into my rectum earlier and I feel him get between my legs and that is when I feel him pressing his giant penis into my opening. I think he is surprised how easily he is able to slide inside me. He then tells me “Ooh that pussy. Marcie wants to act like a little bitch, she’s gonna get treated like a little bitch.” I suddenly felt Thomas put his head on my shoulder, and whispered into my ear. “I have a feeling you’re going to like this, slut.” Each word, punctuated by his warm breath on my neck, seemed to send an electric surge, straight down to my dick. Suddenly, I felt his hand grab the waistband of my panties, just above my butt-crack and he yanked them down hard. This further added pressure to my already straining. " Sandy leered at her."Well, that's one reason I bought this place," she answered, her grin putting the lie to the evasion. "On a good day, you can see Sète. And the whole beach. I love it."They ate and sipped the wine, chatting, until Sandy took matters in hand, recalling their rather tense conversation some days before. "So, how are things in Geneva? You getting everything you want?"Helen looked up at him, recalling her words.She dropped her eyes, gazing very deeply into her glass. Then she.