" That guy had no idea what he was getting himself into. The shower was running when I passed the bathroom. Bobby's door was open, so I went in an... flopped down on the edge of the bed. He was sitting in a beanbag chair on the floor across from me, playing on his laptop. Bobby was one of those guys that every girl wanted to be with. He had a cute face with the same blond hair as his mom and sister. His blue eyes were like a deep pool and when he flashed that perfect smile, even grown women. She kissed him deeply, all the while consious of the depressed groans arround her as men and boys looked on dejected. As they parted lips to get some air, she stepped back and let him admire her atire once again. His eyes were nearly fallin gout of his head, his jaw had gone slack and the magazine hung open in his hand.Are you going to buy that asked a dour spanish woman in broken English, Kalimn thrust a few Euros into her hand and taking Sonia moved away.Wow, he managed to say, you look. As we approached what I assumed was the centre of town there was less traffic and more people walking about. Hardly any of them looking my way, and those who did only did so with a cursory glance.I guess that Ibiza town does have some really beautiful scenery, and the view of the old town up the hill was spectacular – if you are a history buff, which I am not.The harbour area was quite nice as well and Will took us down some very narrow streets with all sorts of fashion shops. I envisaged that. Gloria just laid back and watched me. I couldn't see what she was doing, but I was sure she was masturbating. "Oh, yeah. Eat my wife's pussy and make her cum. I wanna see it, and I wanna see it over, and over again. Do it for me, Ricky. Do it for the women that wanna keep fucking you," Gloria moaned. "You two are married?" I wondered. "We're newlyweds," Rhonda told me, just before she made me go right back into her pussy. That never entered my mind. Anyway, I remembered what I saw and performed.