It was a weekly place we went to but we never once thought about fucking here. We walked down the path and ended up going off of it as we disappeared ...nto the bushes. A few more minutes and we found ourselves being surrounded by trees and bushes. We looked around and checked to see that we were completely alone. There was no way anyone could see us from the path. Once that was decided we both started stripping without even talking. I pulled my clothes off watching him as he removed his pants.. "As picturesque as Marseille was, both Cassandra and I really wanted to get the hell out of there. So after a quick catered lunch on the balcony overlooking the harbor, we took limos to the airport and boarded the Gulfstream jet. And soon we were in the air heading for America.I'd taken two transatlantic plane rides in the past month or so. The first one had been from Athens to New York, when Cassandra had first come to fetch me home. And the second had been just days ago, flying off to Paris. But, I think that may have just changed.” I think she was right. Letting it all sink in, I felt an immense rush, tingle through my whole body. I suddenly felt really excited, and my knickers were collecting a bit of moisture. I hadn't told Melanie that I was a lesbian, or in fact anyone really. I like to keep myself to myself. “I sort of guessed that you weren't really that into men. When I first met you last week, I could see it in your eyes. A look that I often see in the mirror”. “Ah, you. Debbie, my gorgeous blonde teenage step-daughter stood at the side of the bed, utterly naked except for the 13th birthday present silver charm bracelet.She briefly slipped each of the heart shaped charms into her mouth, all the while watching my mounting erection lifting the thin summer quilt."Where's breakfast" I tried to ask innocently."I am silly. You said we could have sex when my pubic hair started growing - and here it is".Debbie lifted one leg over my face, holding her succulent bare.