I want something special from you in the morning.”- - 5 - - -Aurora opened her eyes, the early morning sunlight having replaced the magical moon bea...ms of the previous night. Looking with dismay at the empty space on the bed beside her she could hear water running, so she padded, naked, on bare feet, into the bathroom, finding Sandro shaving, his jaw covered with the remnants of the thick fragrant white cream. She kissed the back of his shoulder, her hand resting affectionately on his hip,. On this day, she crawled out of bed after her afternoon siesta and pulled a t-shirt over her head. Stepping onto the balcony, she could see surfers waxing their boards and swimming out to the back breakers. Before long, they were catching the waves that broke in perfect formation. There was something therapeutic about watching the young men catching the waves, trying to outdo each other with spectacular moves just to swim back out again to repeat the process. When the sun had finally. His shaft hung down just above her, pointing at her face. He put his hands on her shoulders and when she opened her eyes, her mouth dropped open at the sight of him and she flinched visibly. It looked almost as if he was going to drop his shaft into her open mouth, but he just snorted and walked over her, then turned and dropped to his knees between her legs. Then he fell upon her and pushed his hips into her.She cried aloud at his entry. He started crushing himself into her mound over and. My eyes were wide open and my mind was racing, trying to predict what she was going to do. I knew that she was too much of an exhibitionist to just lie there and tan. Some sort of performance was bound to come.And sure enough, she soon leaned over to one side, removed a small bottle from her beach bag, and began to cover her pale skin with suntan lotion. Her forehead, her nose, her cheeks, her arms, her shoulders. She took her time and I waited patiently, knowing that eventually she’d have to.