My mind raced to think of Chelsea sucking on Matt's dick and enjoying it. I was sort of jealous, except for the fact that Megan was such a good fuck. ...I was just getting over swallowing (no pun) this information when he slurred another statement to me. When I asked him to repeat it he said "never mind", but a few seconds later said she was willing to try back door sex if he wanted it.I was without words and Matt, even in his drunken state saw I was reeling a bit."You probably think I'm. As I moved my head down towards his cock I could see Aiden's arsehole pulsing as it recovered from the fucking I just gave it.Now, I was sucking Aiden's cock furiously. His hands were on the back of my head and he was moaning and thrusting his hips, literally fucking my mouth. My left hand was rubbing his balls and my right was stroking the base of his cock up and down while my lips and tongue worked the head of his penis. Aiden gave me warning of his impending orgasm and for the first time. It was a flat ten-dollar cab ride to practically every restaurant on the island. Only the restaurant at the lighthouse on the far tip of the island, and a trip into the downtown area, would be five dollars more.We ate in a restaurant near the high rise American hotels on the next group of beaches. It was a stand-alone restaurant, called the Swiss Chalet and as the name suggested served food with a definite Swiss flare. We had a fine meal and several tall cool mugs of German beer. After diner we. The soft touch of leather whispers along my breast. It is time. My nipples tighten with anticipation of the coming strike. Seconds turn to minutes; his cruelty is only matched by his patience. He strikes my left breast first. My pussy clamps with the shock. One after the other, he marks what is his. His lash paints the picture of his desire. With each strike my body turns to liquid fury. My need only stilled by the needs of my master. He increases his intensity; I can feel the reins of his.