1 comments/ 9365 views/ 0 favorites A Vacation to Remember Ch. 03 By: CuriousCouple24 Patrick and Marie had to actually be semi-social over the next couple of days and the weather was beautiful as it usually is at the lake. They flirted outrageously, of course, every chance they got and even got in a few gropes but they just threw gasoline on the fire that was their desire. Patrick decided that it was time for them to get a little "alone" time and called the golf course to schedule a tee time. It had been a while since they had been out on the golf course and they both loved it. Besides there were quite a few out of the way places for a couple to wander off while searching for "balls". Patrick yelled down to the dock to let Marie know when their tee time was that afternoon mainly because his cock was hitting the bottom of the table and would be quite obvious if he tried to stand up. Patrick had tried for years to get Marie to try something on the golf course but she had always chickened out. The way things had started this year and the fact that they hadn't had any relief in a few days had his mind racing in many directions! Patrick was sitting in the car listening to the radio and enjoying the AC when Marie popped out of the kitchen door. She was wearing a bright orange golf sweater with a very deep v-neck and a short khaki skirt. Patrick hadn't seen this ensemble before and complimented Marie on it when she got in the car. "This old thing;" Marie asked leaning over towards Patrick. "I've had it for years." Patrick's eyes bulged as he saw the v-neck gape open and his wife's beautify b cup breasts come into view. "No bra?" he asked. "Nope; didn't want it to get all sweaty." Marie said grinning. Patrick reached over and squeezed her thigh as he drove off towards the golf course. The drive was too short for him to get too riled up so he didn't have any unusual bulges to adjust when he went into the pro shop to check in for their tee time and get the cart. Marie was chatting with one of the caddies and it was obvious that she was really getting the kid worked up as she kept bending over to re-tie her shoes as he was trying to load their clubs onto the cart. The poor kid almost dropped Patrick's bag twice before Patrick took it from him and strapped it in place. "Sorry sir." the kid said sheepishly not taking his eyes off Marie's sweater. "Don't worry about it." Patrick said as Marie slid into the cart and her skirt rode up revealing the fact that she either didn't have on panties or they were extremely small. Patrick was sure which as the ride had been so short and he hadn't had time to check. They drove off and Marie began giggling. "Did you see the bulge in his shorts?" "Yes. I did Dear." You had him quite worked up and rather quickly too." "That's how it is with teenagers Babe!" She said. "I wonder if the same things would work on you." "Probably," Patrick replied "But maybe we should check just to be sure. I do feel sorry for the kid though. At least I plan to get a little relief." "If he's still hard when we make the turn to the back nine maybe I will give him a blow job and let you watch." Marie teased. "Do you want to?" Patrick asked his cock beginning to come to life. "You never know," Marie said "I guess it depends on how good you fuck me stud." Patrick's dick was hard as steel hearing his wife talk like that. She was usually more reserved and while he didn't have to hear dirty talk to get aroused it didn't bother him either and today it was really working and Marie knew it. She reached over and rubbed the bulge of his cock through his shorts. She didn't say anything but just licked her lips instead as they pulled up to the first tee. It had been a beautiful day but clouds were starting to gather and Marie thought she heard the first peal of thunder in the distance. Marie loved to tease her husband. Actually she loved to tease other men, and women, if she was being honest. It made he pussy quiver when she knew that something she had done turned someone else on, especially if she never even touched them. Her teasing of the caddy had her so wet that she was surprised she didn't leave a puddle on the seat of the golf cart when she stepped out and up to the tee box. Marie thought about bending over at the waist to put her tee in the ground and started to when she noticed Patrick stiffen in expectation. He wants to know if I have panties on under this skirt she thought. Quickly Marie bent her knees and pushed the tee into the turf like a demure little lady. She stood and flashed Patrick a grin and was delighted to see the disappointment on his face. It was good for him to not always get what he wanted when he wanted it. Her first shot went straight down the middle of the fairway and Marie nodded as she stepped out of the way so Patrick could tee off. Marie admired her husband as he took his stance and prepared to drive the ball. Her eyes wandered slowly down his back, across his ass and down his legs to his ankles. Patrick's ankles had always been a huge turn on for her. She liked to look at them any way she could but when he was in boots and jeans she was in heaven. The first time she had noticed his ankles had been in college and Patrick had been driving. His car was a stick shift and the way his legs moved without thought as he moved through the gears got Marie so wet that she had jumped him in the driveway of her Aunt's house. Sex in a MGB Roadster was difficult but well worth it! Patrick's drive was a little off to the right of the fairway but that was his favorite approach to this hole. They both finished off the hole with par and moved through the next two holes with no problems. Marie continued to flash Patrick trying to distract him and it was working but he was really more interested in what was under her skirt that what was in her shirt as he had already had several good peeks at her boobs. The fourth hole was a long par four and dipped so far down that the green wasn't visible from the tee or the road. It was almost the most private hole on the course if you thought about it. The only problem, Marie thought, was that people could come up on you without you knowing just like they couldn't see you until they were there. Marie and Patrick had often fantasized about having sex on this green but had never had the guts to make it happen. They both took their fist shots and they disappeared over the rise leading down to the green. As they began to drive down the fairway thunder split the air and the rain began. Sighing Patrick headed back to the club house as there wasn't any better shelter on this part of the course during a thunder storm. The pulled back up the cart drop off but there wasn't any sign of the caddy she had been teasing. Patrick began pulling the bags free and loading them into the car when the caddy came from around the side of the building hastily tucking his shirt back in. "Sorry about that folks." The caddy said. "I had to check on things around back." Marie grinned as she noticed one of the waitresses come around the same side of the building wiping her mouth as she headed back inside. Oh well, Marie thought, guess he won't be needing a blow job from me after all. Marie was surprised to find that she was a little disappointed. She would have to think about that and talk it over with Patrick. Their fantasies had often included bringing another person into the mix but she had never really expected herself to be willing to take that next step. Maybe she was; only time would tell. The drive back home was a quiet one. Both Marie and Patrick were disappointed. Not only didn't they get to finish the round but they didn't get a chance to fool around either. Patrick looked very distracted but Marie left him alone. "So," Patrick began, "did you really plan on giving that kid a blow job?" That was what was on his mind Marie thought. "I don't know babe." Marie said. "He is kind of cute. Would you let me if I really wanted to? "That's the question of the hour isn't it?" Patrick said as he parked the car. "I'm not sure how I really feel. I got an enormous hard on when you said it. I guess we will just have to see huh?" They both rushed through the rain and into the cottage and back into family life but their minds were definitely still on the course and their glances at each other were far from innocent. Marie felt herself getting damp again and was determined to have Patrick one way or another before the night was through. Cocktail hour, dinner and family games took up several hours and it was well past dark when Patrick suddenly stood up. "We forgot to pick up our balls when we headed back in. Wanna go see if we can find them?" He asked Marie. "The rain did stop about an hour ago." Marie said thoughtfully. "Why not it shouldn't take too long." After some hasty goodbyes to the family they headed back to the course armed with flashlights and worked up libidos. "I never did get to find out what was under that skirt you have on." Patrick said. Marie smiled over at him. "And you think you are going to?" She teased. "I was kind of hoping that there were two balls that you would be very interested in looking at...I mean for." Patrick said. "We'll see." Marie said. A few minutes saw them parked at the golf course and they walked across the darkened fairways in search of balls. Marie's ball was easy to find it was in the middle of the fairway with a perfect approach to the green. Marie made a big show of bending over and giving Patrick a good view of her tits. The moon had come out from behind the clouds and was full and illuminated the course nicely so Patrick didn't have to strain his eyes to enjoy an eyeful of Marie's beautiful chest. "You could take that off you know." Patrick said as he turned and continued looking for his ball. "You mean this?" Patrick heard as Marie's sweater hit him in the back of his head. Patrick turned to see Marie staring at him with her hands on her hips and her chest thrust out. "Damn, sweetheart." Patrick said as he started towards Marie. "Oh no you don't." Marie said cover her breasts with her hands. "You need to find your ball first. Then you get a reward." Patrick redoubled his efforts and soon found the ball in the sand trap on the right side of the green. As he walked into the trap Marie walked around onto the green and sat on the edge with her legs dangling into the sand trap. As Patrick raised up from retrieving his ball he got a good view far up Marie's thighs but still could not see what lay under her skirt. Marie slowly spread her legs so that Patrick could get a peek at the tiny orange thong that barely covered her trimmed snatch. "Come here lover." Marie said. Patrick didn't waste any time as he stepping between Marie's legs and cupped her breasts with his hands. He loved the way that her rock hard nipples felt pressed into the palms of his hands. Marie reached out and pulled Patrick's mouth to her's. She nearly screamed into his mouth as he squeezed her nipples and a small orgasm rushed through her. Marie's hands roamed over Patrick's chest and back slipping under his shirt to feel his skin. It wasn't long before Marie felt Patrick's hand slide under her skirt and push her thong aside. His fingers pressed into her sopping wet pussy and he began to slowly finger her. Marie lay back and hiked her skirt up giving him the access he wanted. The still damp grass felt wonderful against her ass as Patrick pulled off her thong and dropped his mouth to her. Marie felt his tongue teasing her labia sliding slowly from the crack of her ass to her clit but not entering her. She loved it when he teased like this and began to squeeze her breasts and tightly pinch her nipples. Each squeeze sending an electric pulse to her already soaked pussy. Patrick inserted two fingers into Marie as he began to suck on her clit, his tongue darting and pressing. It wasn't long before Marie felt a a larger climax building. Patrick's hands had always had that affect on her. Marie loved his hands; the way that they instinctively knew where and how to touch her to make her cum. Marie felt Patrick slide his free hand across her stomach and then to her legs spreading them wider and then pushing them back up towards her chest. Marie hooked her hands behind her knees and held them in place where Patrick wanted them so that his hands were free to do whatever they wanted. Marie wanted his hands everywhere all at the same time and if felt like Patrick was obliging her. His tongue had left her clit and was now teasing around her ass, her rosebud as Patrick called it. Marie doesn't care wheat he calls it as long as he loves to pay attention to it. Marie felt his teasing stop as Patrick pressed the tip of his tongue against her asshole until the muscles began to relax and his tongue slid inside her ass. Patrick tongue fucked her ass and added a third finger into her pussy and his thumb was now rubbing her swollen clit. "Patrick fuck me!" Marie gasped. "Fuck me now!" As Patrick stood to release his cock Marie regretted the loss of sensation to her pussy and her ass but knew how good Patrick's cock was going to feel in place of his fingers and tongue. Marie had kept her legs pulled back so Patrick had easy access to her pussy but instead of driving into her as she wanted Patrick teased her with the tip of his cock rubbing it across her slit and even smacking her clit before he finally slid his cock into her until his balls slapped her ass. Marie gasped and grunted and she felt Patrick's rock hard cock driving into her. He lifted her legs over his shoulders so he could drive deeper into her. Marie wished that she had something to hold onto like the headboard of their bed at home but Patrick was in complete control and she loved that too! Patrick drove deep into her lifting her ass off the turf as he slammed into Marie again and again until Marie shuddered and thrashed with the force of an enormous orgasm. As Marie slowly recovered from her last orgasm Patrick's thrusts became longer and slower almost exiting her pussy before sliding back in to the hilt. As Marie luxuriated in the feeling of Patrick's cock she realized that she wanted more. Patrick as if reading her mind didn't slide back into her pussy but instead came to rest against her asshole. Marie pressed the tip of his cock and felt her muscles relax as the tip slid into her. Patrick paused for a moment to allow her ass to get used to the size of his dick before slowly sliding in and out of her ass. "Oh yes baby. Fuck my ass." Marie begged. "You like that don't you?" Patrick asked. "I love it when you fuck my ass! Please fuck me harder!" Marie said. Marie's ass felt so full of Patrick's cock. She had never thought that she would be able to cum from anal stimulation but his cock felt so good and the orgasms came quickly one right after the other and the muscles of her ass clamped down on Patrick's dick like a vise. Patrick picked up the pace and Marie squeezed his dick as hard as she could. Marie knew she was approaching a huge orgasm. "Cum with me Baby. Fill my ass with your hot cum." Patrick stiffened and Marie felt her ass flood with his seed. His moans were inarticulate and her spurted six or seven times before leaning his weight against her. "Damn!" was the best he could manage as his cock slowly softened and slid out of Marie's ass. "Well," Marie said with a laugh "Is there anything else that we now haven't done on this golf course." "There is always a blow job." Patrick said with a grin. Marie wasn't sure if he was talking one for himself or the caddy but she wasn't sure if she cared at that point. Only time would tell. A Vacation to Remember Ch. 03 Sometime in the wee hours of the morning he nudged her awake. She was laying snuggled up between his legs, her head resting on his chest and her feet drawn up into the robe. His feet, on the other hand, were sticking out and were definitely chilly, causing him to initiate the change in venue. Once ensconced in the bed they both promptly fell back to sleep closely spooned. It was still dark later that morning when they emerged from the hotel entrance and walked the short distance to the boat launch. There were 5 dive boats being prepped in the parking lot for the day's excursions when they arrived. The boats were all roughly the same design since they had to be light enough to launch and haul out each day but be large enough to carry 12 divers and all of their gear. At around 40' long x 10' wide and constructed of aluminum they were huge on the trailers but looked relatively diminutive once they were in the water compared to previous dive boats he'd been on. They checked in and then watched the stars fade as the black of the night sky faded to indigo. After they boarded the sky continued to brighten until all of the stars were gone and the brilliant blue was back. The breeze was chilly as they motored out and she gladly accepted the parkas the crew handed out. (He, of course, stalwartly declined the offer.) Along the shore, the lush vegetation was broken by the black porous rock of lava flows, small beaches, and large houses. Ahead was Molokini, a largely submerged volcano cone. One side had collapsed and the caldera, once filled with molten rock, now offered a sheltered bay in the blue water. Anchoring was prohibited in the bay but the calm water and shelter from the wind allowed the boat to stop and brief the divers. He went aft to assemble his gear while she listened to the briefing on the snuba. A small battery powered air compressor would float on the surface with a thirty foot air hose that ended at a regulator. A snuba'r could breathe at depths up to thirty feet. After the guide reviewed some additional safety rules the snuba's struggled into their wetsuits, donned their masks and fins and finally made the plunge into the water. As she started her slow descent into the warm blue water the clearness of the water became apparent. Where from above the reef look distorted, once immersed in the warm water the reef stretched far off into the distance and it was covered with fish. The brightly colored fish she had seen from above the day before where now seen close-up. They had no fear of her as they pursued their daily business. A triggerfish, its color pattern looking painted on, darted between some coral outcroppings and disappeared, only to reemerge a little further over. A tap on her shoulder brought her back to reality and he took her hand, leading her along the edge of the reef, 20' deep on one side, hundreds of feet deep on the other. After the narrow head and gasping mouth of an eel was pointed out to her she soon discovered there were lots of them, some speckled with white, some with larger green heads. He was pointing out a small group of red and white cleaner shrimp strolling nonchalantly in and out of one the gaping mouths like a dental hygienist when he noticed her attention was directed in another direction. Following her gaze he saw the turtle above them, silhouetted against the brightness of the surface, an impossible massive bird in slow motion flight. Her bright eyes followed it until it disappeared in the distance. Turning around he found the eel with the cleaning crew had vanished into the maze of coral. They continued along, looking into crevices for small critters until the buzzer on her wrist went off, signaling a return to the boat. Looking around they could make out the bright, LED flashes on the boats anchor line, signaling the direction of their return. They swam slowly towards it, their eyes still full of the life in and around the reef. After the slow assent to the surface a crewman took her snuba device and stacked it with others before helping her out of the water. She chattered excitedly with others on deck, "Did you see ...," "They were so colorful ...," "No, I didn't see the turtle ..." After the snuba'ers exited the water the few scuba divers climbed out, clumsy under the weight of their gear. After struggling free and stowing his gear he joined her on the bench, the animation of her face and flamboyant hand gestures bringing back the thrill of the first dive for him. The roar of the boat engines and the rush of the wind as the boat sped back to the dock made further conversation difficult and he sat content with the warmth of her body leaning against him. He was admiring her cleavage when she tilted her head back and whispered, "Are you looking down my top?" A quick admittance of the fact seemed the wisest course and she reached one hand up, pulling his head down to her neck, which he promptly kissed. "You're going to get incredibly lucky when we get back to the room," she teased as she pushed his eager lips away from her neck. "But not before ..." She expected him to rush back to the room but he surprised her when they stopped at the hotel's restaurant for lunch. He ate slowly, appearing to savor every bite of his lunch, hoping he was now teasing her, "You think I'm helpless to your feminine charms," he said, "But I can resist ..." She glanced around the patio before slowly licking her lips and then took a slow, seductive bite of a strawberry. "You are, are you?" She languidly selected another strawberry and licked it before briefly sucking on it. She smiled at his rapt attention, interest in his plate forgotten. She slipped her foot from her sandal and slid it up his leg, bringing it to a stop and letting it rest in his lap. She next wiggled her foot and felt him firming, "Resistance is futile," she said. A few minutes later they were kissing in the elevator, her hand rubbing him through his thin shorts while her tongue explored his lips and mouth. Once within the room she allowed him to remove her top and she wrapped her legs around him when he picked her up. She let her head fall back as he kissed and sucked her hard nipples. She struggled free then pushed him back and darted into the bathroom, the confused look on his face: priceless. She showered slowly then toweled off, half expecting to find him sitting puppylike by the door when she opened it, still naked from her shower. Instead, she saw him out on the patio, looking out over the water. Pulling the bedspread off she stretched out in the middle of the bed then called, "Your turn." He turned eager eyes towards her naked form but was headed off by her pointing to the bathroom, "Shower first." His eyes didn't leave her form as he strolled, as calmly as possible, around the bed towards the shower. In a wanton display of her control she spread her legs and slid a finger through her wetness, "Better hurry, or I'll finish without you." She heard the shower start a nano-second later. "Around my little finger," she said to the closed door. He emerged mere moments later; missed beads of water still dripping down his body as he once again approached the bed. She sat up and swung her legs off the bed, "Come here, puppydog," she teased. He stood in front of her, his rock hard erection pulsing with his heartbeat. Her eyes looked up into his as she stroked him, her handing sliding up and down the length of him then used it to pull him closer. Her other hand slid under his balls as she continued to stroke him. "Are you ready to be incredibly lucky?" A grunt of affirmation was the best he could do as her mouth closed around him, her cheeks curved in as she sucked, her smiling eyes never leaving his. Her tongue got into the action, rubbing side to side across the bottom of the now throbbing member even as she sucked. His were the eyes that broke first, closing in concert with the moan that escaped. A few more seconds and she pulled off and resumed working him with her hands, one sliding up and down the shaft while stroking behind his testicles with the other. "You did very well today," she said, still looking up into his face as his eyes popped open, "I can't remember having so much fun..." She looked back at her hands as they continued their work. "But, really, you can resist me? I don't think so." She stood up and, continuing to stroke him with one hand, pulled his face down into as passionate a kiss as he could remember, her tongue alive in his mouth. Just when he thought the combination of her kiss and the stroking of her hand would cause him to swoon she broke away and resumed working him with both hands. "I really don't think you can resist me at, if I put my mind ... and hand to it. We'll just have to see how well you resist," and she knelt back before him. She leaned in, licking his tentacles then moving up the bottom of the shaft, running her tongue back and forth along the length of it. She felt him shudder again when she took him back in her mouth, moving her head back and forth, stroking with her tongue and lips. She broke away mid-stroke, "Well, do you feel lucky?" Her hands stroked faster as she waited for an answer. He grunted affirmation. She took him back in her mouth, taking him as deep as she could, holding him there for a few moments before pulling away again. "Really lucky???" she teased. Another grunt in response. She toyed for a few minutes, licking, stroking, sucking, bobbing her head as her tongue and lips caressed him. She would suck him deep then tickle just below the head with the tip of her tongue. Eventually he lowered his hands to either side of her head and stroked in and out of her mouth until she felt his balls draw up. He pulled back and she watched, fascinated, as her now slowly stroking hand brought him to climax. His body trembled and jerked and she felt his warmth spurt onto her chest. She continued tickling the base of his balls while she stroked and drew his climax from him until he mumbled for her to stop and he settled back onto the bed, exhausted. She rose, planted a brief kiss on his lips and headed for the shower to rinse off his climax. "You're so cute," she said, "thinking you can resist me." He was curled up on the bed making sleeping sounds when she came out of the shower. She curled up and slowly backed into the curve of his body. His arm wrapped around her and pulled her in close. Very quickly they were both asleep. A Vacation to Remember Ch. 03 "Ohh!" she moaned, tingles of electricity shooting up her body at his dick's gentle touch. She raised her feet up in the air, opening her legs as she gave herself to him. She didn't notice the rain coming down just a little bit harder. What she did notice was the fat head of this man's penis pressing against the lips of her pussy, slowly moving downward as it drew closer and closer to her entrance. There was no question in his mind where the entrance to her treasure was. The intense heat and wetness that was emanating from it could no doubt be detected from ten feet away! There was no way he could stop now. He pushed forward. Her wet pussy lips opened up for him, allowing his thick mushroom head to squeeze inside. She moaned, closing her eyes as she felt him enter her body slowly. Heat engulfed him, drawing him inward. A sigh escaped from his lips as her tunnel gripped the top of his manhood. He pushed harder, easing more of himself into her. Slowly, over half of his penis sunk into Shanti's vagina. So tight! He pushed more of himself inside her until his groin was pressed against her. "Mmmmph!" she gasped into his mouth. His hard pole was so deep inside her! He slowly pulled out of her, and she could feel every inch of his thickness gliding along the sensitive walls of her cunt. Her feet were raised high up in the air, waving back and forth as he slid in and out of her. She broke the kiss, giving herself to the feeling. Her lover's rock-hard organ plowed in and out of her hungry pussy a little faster. She finally noticed the rain as it began to come down pretty hard. The two of them were soaking wet at this point, but neither one cared. "Ungh! Unh! Unh! Ohh!" she whined as he began to fuck her harder. Angelo began to fuck her as hard as he could, his hands gripping her shoulders as he drilled his cock deep into her over and over. She held her legs high up in the air with her hands, spreading them wide as she took the biggest dick she had ever seen deep into her hungry pussy over and over. Her moans were getting louder. She didn't notice the water pouring off her face. Her eyes were closed anyway, so no rain got in them. She was wincing, feeling his wide girth stretch her little pussy wide as it forced its way in. He was fucking her so fast that his cock rubbed the sensitive walls of her pussy at a lightening pace, sending bolts of pleasure throughout her body. She could feel an orgasm rising already – fucking in the rain was everything that she had ever dreamed about! She let out a high-pitched squeal, shuddering as an orgasm overwhelmed her very being. She brought her legs down around him, squeezing him tight as she came and came and came. The inner walls over her vagina convulsed around him. He was forced to slow down and use smaller strokes, so tight were her legs gripping him. They weren't the only things that were gripping him – her pussy had a mighty grip as well! Oh man – this goddess was so fucking hot! He just wanted to fuck the shit out of her until she was embedded into the ground! His lust for her made him reach even deeper within himself and somehow fuck her even harder. He was so forceful that he broke the tight grip of her legs. His ass thrust between her spread legs so fast it was a blur. He didn't think his giant cock could be any bigger! Her pussy was so hot, he couldn't stand it another minute! He was going to cum, and he knew it would be one of his bigger ones. Shanti lay underneath him helplessly, as he rammed her between her open thighs with all his might. Angelo was losing it, thrusting a few more times quickly. He didn't know where the thought came from, or where it came from, all he knew was that it felt right. He was going to give this goddess his seed. He didn't care that she asked him not to. He didn't care if she was on birth control or not. It just felt right. He slid his entire giant penis into Shanti's needy vagina, holding her close. Her legs fell on his instinctively. He grunted, cock jerking inside her. A hot, thick stream of cum shot out the end of his manhood and splashed off the back of her hungry cunt. His dick spasmed again, shooting another rope of semen into her womb. Her hands gripped his biceps as his penis unleashed another river of sperm into her body. She was rubbing her pussy up against him despite herself. It felt so good. They were gasping for breath as more of his seed dripped into her pussy. Angelo grabbed her shoulders, pressing his groin hard against her as his searching lips found hers. He squeezed more of his cum out of his cock, joining the pool of cum that was already in the depths of the Indian girl's vagina. Her tongue shot into his mouth as the rain continued to fall on them. Her cunt was milking every drop of semen that this well-hung Italian had to offer, and she found that she wasn't bothered by the thought. In fact, she liked it. Her sexy brown legs wrapped around his waist, holding him even closer. The two lovers kissed for a moment, lips smacking loudly, before they suddenly realized that they were soaking wet and that it was raining rather hard. They broke the kiss, her legs opening. Slowly, reluctantly, Angelo pulled out of her. A drop of cum was at the tip of his knob, and he pressed it against the swollen lips of her pussy, rubbing it on them. He got up, pulling up his shorts. They were alone on the beach. Shanti grabbed her panties off the sand, and pulled her shirt and bra down over her tits. She stood up. As they walked back to the hotel, she could feel his seed leaking out of her pussy a little bit. When she got back to the hotel room, and her friends saw how soaking wet she was, all they could do was laugh excitedly. Their friend obviously just had some fun!