We couldn’t have wished for a better location. High up in the hills overlooking Malaga harbour, our villa was a restrained single-storey exercise in... white concrete, with all the rooms having floor-to-ceiling windows which slid open for access to the paved area around a swimming pool. There was generous shade from small palm trees and breathtaking views of the Mediterranean. We all congratulated Jen on her superb choice, then eagerly headed for our rooms to unpack and get into our costumes for. " Son?" I really hadn't expected that."Yes. Why?" Oh, just like that." Perhaps I had only misinterpreted the thigh touches."My question now is," Her voice whispered now. "Whether he is allowed to touch it. That would be his first time." I...uh...so I feel flattered, but I don't really know." If you prefer women, maybe I can motivate you?"She lifted her breasts from the outside and played with them. Two things struck me:1. She was really not wearing a bra.2. Her breasts were hanging damn deep.3.. There was an extension in the back shack, and Katy answered it. It was Mrs Weston, asking me to come and pick them up from the hotel, so Katy and I drove back in Mr Weston’s car to get them again. After I dropped them back home, I took my parents and Craig back home to our place in our own car, and that night, I lay in my bed, running the events of the evening through my head, thinking, The most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen almost took me to bed tonight. I was a little disappointed we hadn’t. Nothing was any different that night. It was the same thing: if the guys didn't have better chicks they'd pull out their cocks and she'd suck them or someone would pull down her pants and fuck her. Always the jokes and the cum in the face. She'd sit on the floor and enjoy every filthy minute. And I'm watching and thinking about those lips while she looks at me with a cock in her mouth and someone fucking her doggy style and spanking her ass. Someone had pulled her shirt off and there was cum on.