We spent the first week in Florence with a couple of day trips to Pisa and to Lucca — an essential destination for a lover of Puccini’s operas. Fl...orence was overwhelming and it was a special treat just to wander the streets where Leonardo da Vinci and Michelangelo had walked. We spent hours in the Uffizi and the Galleria dell'Accademia, and like millions of tourists before us, we gazed in wonder at Michelangelo's "David", and oohed and aahed at Botticelli’s “The Birth of Venus” and Leonardo's. Our final bags are loaded in the cabs. Me and Violet wait for Jacob and the rest of the gang, Ethan, Greg, and Tim. We were all heading to the airport together. After spending a week in Cancún we were all exhausted. We had a GREAT time though. The highlight was getting to fuck Violet of course. I lost track how many times I fucked her this week. We fucked in the hotel, the bathroom at the bar, behind a restaurant near the resort, on a golf cart near the golf course, the night life theatre. As always, she makes some comment about wanting to lose wieght, or working out. It is hard to focus on what she is saying now, her beauty has a grip on me that is hard to break. I say, ‘Please stop, you are so beautiful to me.’ Words don’t do justice to the way I feel about her. I run my fingers around her panty line. Softly. I pull out her panties so I can see the top of her pussy. Heart attack again, I scrunch my face it hurts so much. God how does this woman do this to me. She has no idea. I decided to stop resisting, if only for the moment, and take stock of the situation. My eyes began to adjust to the substantial lack of light as I relaxed a bit. I truly was completely enveloped, with my nose pressed close to her asshole and my vision limited to the sides of her massive, and somewhat hairy, cheeks. In our past sex life, Sarah was never a fan of me going near her ass, so she never felt the need to shave down there.It dawned on me that, until now, I had been instinctively.