Jessica was wallowing in her pleasure, remaining completely oblivious to the fact Liz had been in the room the whole time I'd been fucking her, hidden... from view at my command. She pressed her cunt onto my face and wriggled her spot hard on my stiff tongue. She dug her hands into my scalp, screaming and wailing, her weight was on me and I had to slap her arse hard before she relented. I knelt behind her, easing two and then three fingers inside her, making her squeal before rubbing her to yet. But vee have met, I can assure you. You can see for yourself."Then he grinned at me, and what I saw behind that grin was a friendly-looking, jovial, well-mannered, half-Austrian, half-German gentleman that could become the wiliest son of a bitch with the flip of a switch. It would have felt very reassuring at that time had I known for certain that we were on the same side. Judging from what I saw on the display next though, it seemed like for some reason, we were like best buddies. But I. After the shower, I inspected myself in the mirror. Ahhh! What the heckwas wrong with me! I'd left myself a note reminding me to take a one-piece suit and wear that at Bikini Beach. This morning, I'd discardedthe note, then forgot about it and took the bikini.Oh well. At least no hair protruded out of my bikini bottoms. No, thatwasn't quite true. A few strands were visible down at the bottom of mycrotch, where I wasn't quite able to reach properly. Nobody shouldnotice, unless she was. She felt her skirt go up and her panties were torn down to her ankles. ‘My turn now,’ he said. She felt his hand in the middle of her back, keeping her down on the hood of the car. She tried to turn and look back at him, but he was pressing her down too hard. Then she felt it, the head of his cock, rubbing up and down the length of her slit, spreading her juices. ‘Is this what you want?’ he said. ‘Yes,’ she gasped. She tried to push out against the intruder, but his hand on her back kept her.