She gave John’s asshole one last kiss, then climbed to her feet. “I think you liked that.” Awkwardly she climbed onto the bed, then rolled onto ...her stomach and drew her legs up, raising her ass off the bed. “I did something for your asshole, now you do something for mine. Fuck me in the ass, John,” she pleaded.John sat upright and looked over at Caroline, now kneeling with her thighs spread wide. “Sure, sure thing. Any K-Y or Vaseline around?” he asked.Begging, Caroline said, “In the. I love my boyfriend, but he gave me permission, I would suck and fuck you whenever you wanted. Right now? I need you to unload a steaming hot load of spunk across my face. I don’t usually do this, but if you give me a giant load, I’ll suck out the last part of it. Soak me. Cover me. I want to go home with you in my hair tonight. I know how fucked up that sounds, but that’s what I want. Cum in my fucking face for me, baby.”And with those words, Eddie shot the biggest load I’ve ever seen.. We made a tricky crossing over a rather wide gorge with a swaying rope walkway underneath and I was ecstatic that my view was up to the sky and not down to the rocks and raging water far below.The "village" which was probably an exaggeration since it was merely a cluster of thatched huts on stilts and some resting places under the overhang of a rock bluff that looked like it was ready to crush everyone with the next strong rain storm was filled with an assortment of little brown people that. Then we’re looking at a built-up inner city street – big shop windows and hundreds of people walking by ... Then we’re looking at a big boat crossing over a river – tourists leaning over the sides, taking pictures... Now we’re on the windswept sea-front of an old fashioned English resort town. Out of season and on a windy, cold and rainy day, the place is virtually deserted – except for a familiar figure of our host, Charley, walking toward us. She’s wearing a big, red, woollen winter coat, but.