I asked her if she could give me a towel to cover my crotch until I got inside the tent, but she refused. I realized I was in losing position and I pr...yed to God that my girlfriend wouldn’t show up anytime soon. It would be hard to explain why I was sitting there with this young beauty and couldn’t get up to leave. After few minutes the situation got even worse. Five of her young attractive friends came back from the beach, including Petra. They were joking and laughing loudly and it was. It was mental. His tongue against my clit was already making me more wet than I had ever been in my life but now I was very close to cumming.Noticing this, he spanked me and grabbed my throat. “No cumming without my permission”. In the college, I thought that I was in control of what he did to me but now I was his fuck slave.He tongue fucked me with no mercy and I was moaning so loudly. I am sure the whole building could hear it. “Chup kar saali”, he said before taking his pants off and shoving. We hold the party at a private beach in a secluded bay. Although it is not a snorkel tour, we keep snorkel equipment on board and available in case some of the party guests forget to bring their own gear. The outing normally boards around one o’clock in the afternoon. It’s a forty-five minute sail to the bay and private beach. We usually spend around two hours swimming, snorkeling, and partying on the beach. Afterwards there’s another forty-five minutes to enjoy ourselves during our return. I felt myself getting wet but I continued the massage in a strictly professional manner, trying to keep my filthy thoughts hidden.While I was working his lower back I started to pick up on the subtle signals that you learn as a massage therapist. He kept lifting his right hip every time I massaged the top of his perfectly formed ass. I knew he was aroused. He was trying to find a comfortable position for his hard-on without actually adjusting.I think this is the point where all rational thought.