"Take the walls out of the second floor and create one big orgy room - pillows, curtains, the works. We could get a team in here and take out everythi...ng but the load bearing walls and -" I had no idea how tacky you were!" Juan said drolly. "The second floor is ours and I don't want to live in a Pier 1. You do that in your room." But I want the guys in uniforms. Blue for Housekeeping, Red for Maintenance, Yellow for Administration." Ivan put in."Can we wear miniskirts and go-go boots too?" Yann. Immediately, she tore off her clothes and jumped on him, brutally fucking him. He was in heaven as his cock was sliding in and out of her hot pussy at a hellish tempo. He grabbed her breasts and started kneading them. This sent her over the edge; she climaxed, releasing enormous quantities of female fluids all over his body. This was what Frederic was waiting for. He turned them around, so that she was on her back, and he was on top, between her legs. He teased her, rubbing his cock around her. Fack. My whole life has been a facking crisis: c***dhood anxiety giving way to teenage angst. I pick up a copy of The Daily Sport which a passenger has given me from the day before. I read the ‘massage’ ads. One stands out: Blonde 21 year old with tanned 36-24-36 figure, Bournemouth. I ring the number. She’s working today. I know it’s illicit… and that’s what makes it exciting. What if I get caught? I ask myself… think of the shame. You won’t get caught… it’ll be fun! I’m in a dilemma. I toss a. I excused myself from my friends and followed her on the beach. She was walking among the crowded beach late in the evening around 10 or 11. I walked behind her. Then I went up to her and said she looked beautiful and that I was noticing her for quite a long time. We introduced ourselves.She said her name is Payal and she’s from Mumbai. She came to Goa alone for New Year so that she could do whatever she wants. She was very open-minded and she said she’s open for any type of fun. We sat down on.