‘I enjoy listening to you talk’ Grace smiled. ‘My, it’s good to have another woman around the place again. Too much testosterone on occasion ...if you get my meaning.’ Miss Em chuckled and Grace laughed along with her. Just then an example of said testosterone walked in and grabbed a glass of water from the sink. Grace took a moment to openly stare at him. He was so … male. Everything about him screamed masculinity, from the handsome features, broad shoulders, hard body and piercing green eyes. Georgina was standing at the balcony doorway as Paul came out of the shower he had wished he had taken his clothes in with him. The sunlight was beaming through her dress revealing the shape of her shaved pussy with its budding lips.“Whatever has come over you?” Georgina grinned turning viewing and his perpendicular cock. “God, d’you think you’ll last the day out, are you on some kind of horse pill or something. I can only assume it’s the sea air”Paul pulled some clothing from the bed covering. “mmm – you taste like bourbon” she said when we came up for air. I opened her blouse and those awesome tits fell out. Not only were her breasts swollen but her nipples were enlarged and darkened. “Good news, bad news” she said. “the good news is that they are very sensitive, the bad news is that they are very sensitive. You can hurt me without trying. Be very gentle.” I nodded as I let just my fingertips brush her nipples and breasts. I had to kiss them but when I bent down to suck on those. He was just so charismatic.“Tell me why you don’t believe in love.”I paused a moment, listening to the music that echoed from the streets below. “I think it’s funny how we idolize love as if it’s some great feature of our humanity.”“Isn’t it, though?”“Love is sex. We are driven by natural forces to reproduce, so we create this illusion of love to cloak the reality of what is actually happening. Sex and happiness do not require one another. People tend to think that they have all the right.