“Do you want to put a blindfold on me? It’s in the second draw,” she said, more of a suggestion and direction than a question. The draw was full... of clothing, but Sarah directed me to a yellow scarf, folded and in one corner of the draw. While I was pulling the scarf out of the draw, I asked if there was anything else, thinking that there may be other “toys” that Sarah kept hidden away. “Get some ice from the refrigerator. I went to the kitchen, my stiff cock bobbing back and forth, retrieved. Lunch was a long and leisurely affair. The restaurant was busy and crowded but served the most delicious seafood. This and excellent Spanish wine softened my resolve to explore the Island further. When I mentioned this the girls were adamant that I must see the Island and even offered to show me some of the sights. I couldn't resist remarking that they had partly done that already. They both laughed and Marika, her leg brushing mine, said that there was much more to see. Well, who could refuse. I didn't feel ready to strip completely so I lay down on the bed as I was. When I looked over at Peter he was removing his shorts and I said "I didn't think you would be naked". But he just smiled and said "I don't want to get any oil on my clothes." his cock seemed to be quite large, larger than David's by quite a bit. He asked me to roll over onto my stomach which I did and he came overhand started massaging my feet. His hands were soft and I found as he moved up my legs I started to relax. ”I set my panties back on his face and he drew a deep breath.“That’s it. Just a little more. Let it take you to the finish line.”His body language told me he was feeling the full effect. As his breathing got heavier and faster, he began moving his hips and making delicious little noises.“Oh, Susan. I’m getting close. Cover me.”He tensed when my finger tips touched him. His indecipherable vocalizations grew louder. Among them, my name. Soon, his legs stiffened and began to tremble. He thrust his.