So on the sex scene on the bed she lay down and stare at me and said to me ‘ Hey sweetie , you know what you remind me of my young boyfriend back in...90’s ‘ i went like ‘ oh cool is he awosome’ ‘ of course he was awosome , let me grab your friend there and i jerk it for you’ it last 10 minutes i’m still standing and not cumming that fast, so she grab pull down my pants and start sucking my cock ‘ AAAaahhh–shit’ , ‘ you like that dont you ‘ , ‘ oh miss katy , i love that keep going …’ ‘ Now i. She came over with two steaming cups. ‘Here you go,’ she handed one to me. ‘That was quick,’ I said. ‘Yes,’ she put her’s down on the floor. ‘I got an express kettle a couple of months back and it’s really brilliant.’ She sat on the floor with her back against the other armchair and kicked off her sandals. We sipped coffee and chatted about the films we’d seen and about photography for a while. She sat back and looked up at me. I leaned forward with my elbows on my knees and looked down at her.. She showed him great affection as they looked out over the ocean from the balcony high up the hotel. She encouraged him to touch her and they kissed. Taking him back inside, she went into the bathroom and returned wearing a traditional belly dancer costume.Starting some music on her phone she danced for him and he was enthralled. When she departed from the traditional dance by removing her garments piece by piece she could see that he was completely in her power. Part way through the dance she. I hold her hands. Part of my brain was still rebellious about what was happening. Resistance was futile. She forced her way to unlock my belt, and then she unzipped my pants. I plead to her with a trembling voice. - Please, stop! - Why? she answered with a grin. I had no answer to that. I was still holding her hands till she pulled my pants out with my panties. I was totally naked and vulnerable. I hided my breast with one arm and my pussy with my left hand. She leaned on my body and kissed.