Perching on my bed, I drop the towel, luxuriating in the feeling of the cool air on my heated skin. I smooth body butter into my arms and massage a li...ttle onto my breasts. I lie back and stretch my toes up towards the ceiling as I knead the rich moisturizer into my legs.When I sit back up, I untie my long dark hair and brush it until it tumbles in soft glossy waves over my shoulders and back.The alcohol is beginning to exert its soporific effects on me, and I yawn and stretch languidly. I turn. Was she Josephine’s wife or her husband? she wondered as the taxi drove them through the city streets. Even the question of surnames had caused some debate in her mind: solved ultimately by them each adopting the other’s surname in addition to their own. The honeymoon suite was on the top floor of the plush hotel with a view over the city parks and relatively quiet despite the heavy traffic outside thanks to the very high quality double glazing. Charlotte sank backwards onto the large. Dee pressed her fingertips hard into her own titmounds, near the nipples, making the twin buds jut out stiffly. The nips were both swollen with lust and she could feel them pulsing violently against her digging fingertips. Now, Dee raked her sharp nails across the blood-engorged buds, and her entire body shuddered against Kim's sucking face.Dancer whined as he lapped up Kim's tasty cuntjuices. Kim's cunt was wet with the lewd mixture of his doggy saliva and her own thick fuck juices. The Irish. The man slid his fingers up an down between the labia. Commenting her slippery wetness, then he pushed a finger inside. ‘You like that?’ he asked. Kylie shook her head. ‘No?’ he said bemused, ‘don’t worry, I’ve got something to keep you nice and docile.’ ‘Never,’ Kylie said. ‘Get of of her,’ Ann yelled from her chair in the corner. ‘Take me. Let her go.’ He looked over his shoulder, smiling. ‘I will take you,’ he said, ‘Don’t be impatient. When I’m done with her, it’ll be your.