It was early still, but Jason was eager to move now that the sun was up. So eager that except for fondling my tits and fingering my pussy briefly, he ...was satisfied to leave me alone to get ready. We had our morning routine down after two days and Jason left with the ice chest to fill it and find a way to lug it to Beach One (As we called it). Jason had barely left when there was a knock on the door. Looking through the peep hole I saw it was Marty. Though I only had my string bikini bottoms on. However, as she walked by, she stopped in her tracks. Inside, she could see Thomas with his back to her. He had his shirt off and was getting ready to take off his pants. Amy started to move away but paused.Thomas took a quick glance in the mirror and saw a shadow outside the bathroom door. He smiled to himself as he unbuckled his pants and slowly let them fall to the floor. Was that a gasp? he thought. He had purposely not worn underwear.Amy stood with her hand over her mouth, staring at. On day two she continued her sight-seeing; she traveled to Pompeii and did some shopping when she returned. Day three was when her real and unscripted adventure began. Nan checked out of her hotel, rented a car and drove to Cappocotta Beach, one of the oldest nude beaches in Italy. She felt a little silly now, having bought a new bikini yesterday, since she wouldn’t be wearing it. She laughed at herself as she drove, her anticipation growing with every mile. This was the wildest thing she’d. Her pussy was once more opened up for me. I knelt in front of her. My head moved closer. I was looking at her cunt. I saw her pussy. It was wet. I kissed her vagina. I licked through its split. I tasted her cunt fluid. I licked again and again through her split. I put my tongue inside her vulva. I moved my tongue in and out. My nose hit her split. As my tightened tongue move inside out, she groaned, “Umm…. Um……”Through its channel my tongue reached her clitoris. I put my right index finger into.