The shower was completely steamed up. He moved his hands down to my pussy.“Lift your leg up.”I rested my leg on the bench as he hand-washed my pus...y, getting inside the folds.“Oh my God.”‘Feels good?”“Yeah.” I said.He finished washing, stood up and faced me. He leaned down and kissed me.“Damn.” “Bend over, hold on to the bench.” He said.I did as I was told.He grabbed the sponge, lathered it up and began washing inside my ass.“Oh wow.” I looked back and made eye contact with him.“Enjoying this?’. Victor had bought it for me and I had laughed when he said it was the same size as his dick… Well, Victor was a bit thicker than it…I smelled it, licked it, feeling the taste of a new thing.Rubber tasted really good. I then pulled on the straps and adjusted the sexy look device to my waist. I lubed it up and kept the jelly pot in my left hand. I climbed back into the bed snuggling up against Victor again. Reaching around, I easily tied his hands to the bed posts with a piece of my nylon hose. I. If I have any complaints, it's that the Puerto Rican physique usually leads to a girl with big tits and a generous backside. I realize that this form sends many a man into convulsions of lust, but I have always preferred my girls to be "built for speed". Happily, there are always a few flacas in the crowd to trip my trigger, and the tight local fashions further accentuate their lithe bodies.As eight o'clock approached, I made my way back to my hotel, only to find myself trailing a trio of teens. Then he asked me to try and lift my hips slightly and in doing so, he eased my denims and my panties down and continued to push until they were at my knees.'Sorry' he apologized, 'I need to quickly check down there to ensure they are no blockages', his hand on my bared hip and my bum, exposed and in full view.'You OK', he asked me gently, 'Sure, I am fine', and he took a jar from the table, opened it and dipped his finger in, scooping out some creme, which felt cold as he guided his finger onto.