He kept rubbing the small hole and pushing against it. Each push against it went furthering. Soon I gasped as his finger went fully in. This all took ...lace over an hour. So he took over an hour to loosen me up enough to push his finger in. It surprised me but soon I just could not concentrate on sucking, only on what I was feeling back there. I was lost in a pleasure I'd never felt before or even imagined possible. He began to push his finger in then pull it out, the back in again. The rhythmic. He pulls off my tank top and starts to kiss my neck. I moan, begging for him. He reaches under me and unsnaps my bra, pulling it off me. His lips make their way down to my nipples. He pulls off my shorts as he sucks on my breasts, nibbling at them occasionally. His hand slides onto my mound, my black thong creating a small barrier between my pulsating pussy and his willing fingers. I moan and push my hips towards him. He pulls my thong off slowly and carefully before rubbing his fingers. I raised my eyes to her glare and saw the movement to change tits. I slid my tongue across the glass to the area of her other nipple and repeated my sucking. Apparently satisfied she stepped back from the door and resumed her dancing and caressing of her body. Her movements changed to the final act of a striptease. She hooked her thumbs under the band of her tiny pink undies and gyrated her hips while her hands moved at her sides palms opened. Her knees took turns jumping out at me before. "I looked up over my book to see a slender, tan island boy holding a tray under his arm. His was wearing a staff uniform with a name tag 'Jhon'. I already had ten, I reminded myself, and anyway, this one lived twelve hours away."Yeah?" How do you do it?" Do what?" You know," he glanced around. "Sleep with all those guys. I mean, I've been watching you guys. It's not like you've got a dildo or something. And when you're not there, they don't really fool around with each other. A couple do. But.