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Jon asked if they would like to join us for indian the evening. We never got further than the hotel bar that night and we ended up getting quite drunk. I have vague memories of being sprawled out on a big sofa and Emma asking me what it had been like removing my pubic hair, one by one. But not much else. I do know that Jon fucked me that night because I woke up next morning with a sore and very sloppy pussy. Sunday December 13 Woke up with one hell of a bad head. Jon had one as well but nowhere near as bad as mine. We didn’t have any breakfast arab and spent the first half of the morning drinking water on the balcony. About lunchtime Jon told me to put just my bikini skirt, over-sized bikini top and shoes on and go and get us some food. I walked to a supermarket just down the road and had some fun squatting down to get something from the bottom shelf when people were walking by and bending over in front of man on the checkout. Each time someone gave me a filthy look or a smile I just smiled back at them. On the way back one man turned round and followed me after the front of my skirt blew up as he was walking towards me. I guess that he was hoping for a rear view as well so just before the hotel entrance I bent over to ‘adjust’ my shoe. He must have had a great view of my ass and pussy. After breakfast / lunch we went and hired a little jeep and Jon took me to a little village about 3 miles up the coast. There was only a café and the odd shop there but Jon wasn’t interested in them. We walked out of the village up a hill and onto the coast path. At the top of the hill Jon told me to strip off and we walked a couple of hundred yards to where the path went down into a little valley. There was a minute little beach in the bottom and a number of little ramshackle homes made of rocks and anything else that had washed-up. There were a few people around them who Jon said were dropouts. As we walked down I saw that they were all scruffy and thin, I desi guess that Jon was right. No one took any notice of us and we walked up the other side of the valley. In the next valley there was a beach about 100 yards long with some ‘white’ sand (unlike the ‘black’ sand in Playa de las Americas). There were only about a dozen or so people on them, all naked. Jon decided where we were going to settle and we lay on our towels for about an hour. I dozed off and when I woke up a youngish couple were just above us with a baby that looked no more than a couple of weeks old. I danced us closer to the door to the rec room so I could keep an eye on her hubby and my wife. The waitress was dropping off another drink desi for Alan as I stood up to leave. “How closely do you stick together?...” Lace breathed softly and Zu’gar looked down at Lace, arab recognising for the first time just how intense her look was. Okay, I’d walked back from the beach naked, but that was with Ryan by my side. “Adrianna!” Furia mewled, writhing sensually in her lover’s arm, her cock throbbing visibly, “If I don’t fuck something, I’m going to lose my mind!” She looked pleadingly into Adrianna’s eyes, “I’m sorry I’m like this! The group session had gone on longer then the normal hour and the group leader ended the session. She thought to herself ‘I should have known better than to go on and on about that, but I was thinking of Stan when I had said it and oh, how I do miss him. The orgasm was amazing. “Well, if you don’t mind, I do have a bit of cleaning I need to do, so can I talk to you later?” Daniel eyed the stream of cum on his son’s abdomen and licked it up off of his young, strong, indian body.