Wait, what?The trunk was now the entrance to Kate’s lab! I poked my head in and felt that same claustrophobia that usually accompanied entering my b...room closet, and then I was looking at the stone walls of Kate’s lab. Kate took the opportunity to steal a kiss. I stole it back, and then we spent a minute or so playing tonsil hockey until the car horn sounded. I winked at Kate and pulled back.Closing the trunk lid, I saw Demie was sitting on the passenger side.I was driving? I was driving! I. A hotter, tighter place wasn't imaginable.Master Nathan hoped to last long in Beauty's dark passage, feared that He would burst any second, knew that the experienced pony-slave wouldn't let Him come in a short eternity. Chewing on her bit, Michelle concentrated fully on her task.His manhood hurt inside her small body, fully embedded it felt like pushing right into her tonsils. Her nipple-bells rang sexily with every cock-stroke, her plume waved above her head as Master Nathan was breaking her. . his knob touched her slit ... She put her hand over the mouthpiece and muttered desperately “No. Please don’t Carl. No. PLEASE NO. Kitty’s talking to meeeeeeeee ...” and with one thrust he forced his prick inside her wet hole. Jenny groaned as cock filled her. Her daughter continued to talk as Jenny looked down and saw the wet dick enslave her willing cunt. He was speeding up. Her body responded, thrusting back to tease her clit on the base of the invading prick. Jenny managed to. The near impossibility here is that most resorts in the tropics are couples or families, not a lot of ‘guys’ ready to go unless you pick a swinger resort. Anyhow, I left her at the pool with the kid and went for a walk for a couple hours. About lunch time, I went to the sports bar, sat at the bar and started chatting up with 2 guys at the bar. I overheard this was their last day at the resort, leaving at 1am for a red eye home. They were there for a week with a buddy for a stag, and this seemed.