Lazily he leaned back on the couch and looked back at me with a cool expression.“How are you supposed to do that? From what I gather, you have your ...life in Italy and she has hers here in the UK,” I snapped as my anger was fueled by his cocky attitude.“Easy, she will move to Italy. I have already discussed it with your parents and all arrangements will be taken care of.”“Hell no! She’s not going anywhere, especially with you,” I yelled, ignoring D’s attempts to calm me down. I cursed the fact. " I quickly grabbed for my shirt and used to cover my raging hard-on as I headed toward the stairs. "Hold on, Corey, where are you going?" she asked."Um, to get some pants..." Nope, no time. The girls need another round before we head out, put your shirt on and get to work." Her command was met by cheers and catcalls from the ladies. Lori and Kristen headed upstairs to get the presents, while the rest moved the tables back, pulled up chairs and started waving their empty drinks to get my. There was even a bar with a small dance floor.The staff was discreet but plentiful and attentive if desired. Some of the couples liked being waited on hand and foot while others liked their privacy. There was a bar near the pools as well as a smaller one out by the beach to cater to the sun worshippers. I had a pineapple juice sitting on the table beside me, one of many varieties of tropical juices available.I opened my eyes after a while and then looked out at the ocean for a bit. Every once. My shaft was getting a little out of hand and she noticed it.I did not have the guts to propose anything but i found her shifting closer to me on the sofa.It was now clear that she was ready for action.She then held my hand and said its ok as she may have realised that i was embarassed with my shaft buldging .The next thing i new was that i had my lips on her lips and we smooched for a long long time with my toung into her mouth and her hand on my shaft (still with my shorts on)I then ran my.