So, I asked, "What do you mean? What am I thinking?" That I'm just a slut," she stopped, looking at the sand.I put my arms around her and held her hea...d against my chest, while she cried.After a few minutes, when the worst of her sobs had died down, I asked, “Why on earth would I think that?”“He told you about his friends.”“Staying at the house, yes. I don’t think he meant to tell me because there’s always a reason me and our parents can’t stay there,”Now, many alarm bells were ringing in my. All the while she had her hands on his bald head keeping him in the right place. After a few minutes of this onslaught during which I could hear my sweet wife breathing becoming more ragged, she suddenly let out a huge sob and then shrieked as a massive climax swept through her. I glanced round to make sure no one else was near because she was so noisy in her climax. I thought things would end here but then Jonathan gradually crawled up over Anita’s trembling body and gave her a deep kiss. The second couple was from Munich, 35 years old and their names were Hans and Elsa. We communicated as best we could in bad English. After an hour of communication, when we were already drunk, the owner of the establishment approached us and offered to participate in the show in exchange for free cocktails. We were already knee-deep in the sea, and we agreed without hesitation. While enjoying cocktails, we sipped from alcohol together and moved to a separate VIP room. There our women were given. The house had two floors and a basement where my dad would do his carpentry and keep his small stash of liquor. As a girl, I did not get much of an education and also the fact that my dad could not afford it. Therefore, I stayed at home and helped my father with the household chores. During my free time, I would sit beside him and admire his works of art. At the age of 19, a civil war broke out in my country. Life was harsh but we managed to scrape a living. On a Sunday morning, I got woken.