And then she pushed and pushed, watching Amna’s body tremble with delight, drawing gasps of pleasure as it eased itself into the well-practised inte...rior. And finally, they slumped together, exhausted, Fluff, Amna and herself, their bodies pouring perspiration and a strong smell of vaginal juices permeating the air, and pubic hair tangled in the teeth and a sour taste on all the tongues. Fluff lay back, a smile just discernible on the dense tattoo on her face: her small breasts and long nipples. "Exactly your size, I bet not more than a fewpounds off. Even your shoe size I bet. I remember from once whenwe got our running shoes mixed up, he's got a small shoe size fora man, what is it again Tay?"This I could handle. They'd changed the topic at last. "Seven,"I said. My wine glass was empty. Andy saw and refilled it. Isipped triumphantly, having at last participated in theconversation."And you, Pam" he asked her."I try for eight, eight and a half, but settle for nine." Same thing. There was this guy who looked like a hot younger Hulk Hogan. Blonde, broad shoulders, body builder type. Which isn’t my type – I prefer lean swimmers build.The guy was within a kilometer from me so I sent him a photo of me in a speedo.He replied back, he said he was a bottom, loved being dominated and he had a speedo. I promised I’d dominate him, he promised to wear his speedo.It wasn’t 10 minutes later and there was a knock at my hotel door. I looked through the peep hole and there he was,. Tall, slender, with a bit of muscle build. At 6’4 he stood. His emerald green eyes sparkled in the light. His smile lit fire to her heart. She jumped into his arms. His quickly wrapped around her, his lips went to her neck. Instantly she grew excited, allowing small sighs to escape her lips. Annabel began to unbutton her dress. He nudged her towards the stairs, and she nodded. Up the the bedroom they went. She stood against the foot of the bed. For a few moments they simply stared at each.