She had worked for one of the water taxi's for a year or so but just did not like getting hit on by all the tourists. She was a nice looking woman, pr...bably mid 30's I asked her "What she thought of the island?" She liked it and said "She was sure tempted, to show up early to see what went on." Yeah, that might be interesting, but I think it would be best if you didn't." Yep you can't tell what you don't know." When we got back to the dock, Leta showed us the new pictures of the island, on both. " I can't fault him for that," she said as she softly kissed him on his lips again.My wife then looked at me all bound up like a pig and said, "So you finally found your niche. And here I thought you were such a macho guy but now I find out you love black cock. Aren't we all going to have some fun in the future?" She then asked Michael if he would remove his dick from my mouth so I could answer her."Did you really like it? I mean, how did Michael's cum taste? Did you like the feel of it. The night is young and you won’t be getting any rest tonight.”Derek gulps and sits back. His eyes never leave hers and they sit in silence all the way to the restaurant. Once there, she gets out, offers her hand and guides Derek into the restaurant.“Ah, Ms. Udasa,” the maître d says upon seeing her. “I see you have a guest this evening. Would you care for your regular table?”Udasa smiles at the man and says, “That will be fine, François.”They are led to the back of the restaurant to an almost. .. I'd like to find that out,” I said as we left the noisy cafeteria behind, entering the quieter hallways by it.“I thought so.” Melody paused us by some lockers. She turned to face me, her eyes flicking up and down my body. “So, what's the problem? He's not gay, right?”“No,” I said. “I don't think so. He's had girlfriends.”“So just get naked, slip into his bed, and he'll fuck you,” Melody said. “It's not hard to get a guy to fuck you.”“How did you get Clint to fuck you?” I asked. I couldn't.