He rang back an hour later to say he’d booked us a holiday.“No arguments, no excuses, you’re going.”What he should have said was that WE were ...going!Just two weeks later, we stepped off the plane into the searing heat of the Caribbean island that was Jason’s birthplace. Gayle’s pregnancy wasn’t yet showing apart from her breasts becoming heavier and her nipples slightly darker. She wore a white tee shirt and a little denim mini skirt, she looked gorgeous and she knew it,Jason was already there. She also responded quite well.Then I whispered that it was time to take things to the next level in her ears. She said she was not prepared to get fucked that day. But after our little romance, she was oozing pre-cum already. So there was very little we could do to stop it from happening.We removed clothes in no time. I cleared the bed and removed my clothes in a hurry. We were stark naked in front of each other in our first meeting. I made her lay down and asked her if she wanted to go. Just looking at him I could tell how aroused he was with the idea of my playing with myself. I wasn't the least bit surprised for Mike too had often enjoyed watching me at play."How about you Andy? What is it you think? Do you think you should share? Wouldn't you like to share your cock with this pussy?"I saw his tongue flick lasciviously across his lips. I saw the look in his eyes, both a sign, if any were needed, he wanted this every bit as much as me."Yes. You know damn well I would." He. Fucking nice! And important from a male satisfaction point of view – is there any other? - despite its slight build, this cunt had sufficient strength in its back and legs to support these fucking great tits, it wasn’t weighed down by the meat as some of the cunts were. It was quite hysterical, men, to see some of these young cunts staggering along the street bent forwards by the weight of the massive tits they were forced to have by the programme. Huge, heavy, meaty tits dragging on the ground.