It was a lovely fuck and the paradox was that it seemed as if he’d been fucking me for ages and yet it also felt as if it wasn’t long enough. I co...uldn’t help but cry out again when he held me hard and I felt him swell up even more inside me as he jerked me back onto his thighs as he came in his short sharp jerks. Then I cried again as he pulled out, widening me yet again but not as harshly as the entry, and what a loss it felt when he was finally free. I couldn’t even support my own weight on. I got her laid out on the middle of the bed then started smoochin my way down her brown body. First, I come to her big jugs that was splayed out to opposite sides of her chest, I sucked and licked all over them, it really got me going when I tasted the sweaty moistness of her skin just under her big tits where they had been hangin down all day. Then I smooched on down to her soft belly, and into the warm tender skin where her legs meet her belly. I kissed through her brillo-like bush and. ."I rocked back in my chair. "What?" You said it," she pressed. "The house owns me. You won't want to make serious changes, so it will be mostly the same as it is now — I can live with that. I'll do all the stuff I'm doing now there and I'll work on your other places outside and I'll answer the phones and..." I plan to sell that house!" I erupted."When, though? Can't you turn a profit on it any time?" she asked. "Wouldn't paying the mortgage be cheaper than living in hotels?" Maybe," I grunted.. We stepped out onto a terrace that we were poignantly told was communal (presumably honeymooning couples had been busted previously thinking it was their private area) with a room at the far end looking out over the sea and the beach directly below. The door opened revealing a huge double bed with flowers on the pillow and no lack of mirrors on the wall. The bellboy proudly pointed at the bed before leading us around the corner where there was another bed and door to the bathroom. The girl and.