Exquisitely honed, long limbed, hard and yet so soft against her body, he had her melting with a hug. His colour that made his origins so indefinable,...there was black ancestry, she knew, from his full-lipped kisses, there was Caucasian, from the colour of his eyes –or was it middle-eastern or Jew? She couldn’t tell, and he never told. His hair was rich chocolate in thick waves that she loved to run to her hands through (no African prominence there)… His colour, rich gold, deep bronze when he’d. He took a breath and could smell her fresh scent, clean and alluring, a hint of desire. Up close her dress was trimmed with lace giving her a sensual gothic feel and enhancing his image of the predatory vampire.The silence hung between them for what seemed like an eternity.'Hello?' she said, breaking the spell and seeming to laugh at his discomfort without making it seem like she was.'Hi, G' he finally managed as he took her hand in his and raised it to his lips, gently brushing them against. I picked my self and watched them look each other in that erotic naughty way , I felt my cock rise as I saw my wifes nipples stand behind the apron , I didn’t know what to say or do but all I know this was a fantasy coming true for me ,I was feeling a lot more drunk by now and needed to use the bathroom ,I got up and excused myself but noticed they didn’t pay attention that I excused myself ,I was hot after what I saw and wanted to undress into something more comfortable so I went to the room. “Ooohh, that’s nice,” she sighed, “ just gentle for now, we can do the rough stuff later.”“I think we’d better get on with the story before we all lose control,” Tom added, taking hold of her other tit and giving it a squeeze.“So you lost your virginity on that beach then,” Craig asked.“Yes, and it was beautiful, your father was so gentle and l was so much in love with him l didn’t feel any pain when he broke my hymen, he wanted to use a condom but l didn’t want that, l wanted to feel him cum.