Their next stop was Port Douglas, where they toured the village, drove to Flagstaff Hill lookout, then walked along the pristine sands of Four Mile Be...ach. At the southern end of the beach, kite surfers and windsurfers were performing jumps and attempting tricks. All agreed that it made good watching, but only Peter thought he wouldn't mind trying it if the opportunity arose.It had been a very full but worthwhile day. Jill and Peter expressed their thanks to Dave for taking them to all these. ..and and wasshaken by her meekly voice, "didn't get sleep??". I immediately tookmy hand and my mind was boggling to death. I said " I couldn't". Sheraised up her knees leaning to the bed, and said "Let me make yousleep",.She started, she started....She was on her knees leaning on the bed,and I was lying on the bed, she reached my right hand and placed mypalm on her cheek. My heart started pounding and my vain pumping out.We were motionless for minutes. Slowly she. He got out, not taking his eyes or his g*n off of me, then walked towards me. "Take down your pants," he commanded. I was frozen at first. "Take em down, bitch, or you're dead!" the guy yelled, cocking his g*n. I quickly unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, then took them down to my ankles. My long, shaved-smooth legs were exposed as was my girly lace panties. My cock was huge and wet underneath them, and this excited this guy even more. "See?" he said. "You like this! But I don't tease. Turn. My knickers were soaking and I would have to get some release sometime soon. I stood up, took Susan’s hand and led her to the bedroom. She quickly realised what I had in mind and was more than willing. She stood behind me kissing the back of my neck, keeping up the attention on my chest and stomach. She seemed to regain her composure, slipped her hands into my belt. After removing my belt, she then removed my trousers and then knickers.Susan’s turn was next. I did the same, working her chest.