Peter’s body began to arch when all of a sudden Tim let out a massive ‘fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck’ and shot a load straight across his chest ‘fuck, fuc...k fuck’ he continued to say as his body shuddered from the orgasm. ‘Yeah buddy’ Peter said as he pulled away from ym hand and began to move up to Tim’s mouth. As he did this he pointed back to me and said ‘come on Joe, let’s fill this poro bastards mouth’ and with that I slid out of his soaking arse and moevd up to Tim’s mouth. We both stood over Tim’s. .. thrashing his way through the water at a good dog paddle or breaststroke. He kept his head up like a lifesaver is supposed to ... never taking his eye off whatever it was that convinced him to go in the water. By now there were several rings in the water and swimmers heading for them.There is absolutely no situation so bad that it can't be made worse."David?" Yes Andy?" That man has a gun." Which man?"She pointed to the fellow farthest out. Sure enough, he was carrying something that looked. ’ The thought made my stomach churn with a vengeance, waterbrash rapidly flooding my mouth. And oh God, that buzzing noise was back, growing louder and stronger, a surge of heat sweeping over me. ‘Oh no,’ I groaned, feeling horribly clammy. ‘Luke–I’m going to be–‘ The next thing I knew, the car was no longer moving and Luke was opening my door, reaching in to scoop me out. ‘Don’t you dare,’ he said in a tone that would brook no argument, hoisting me up in his arms before nudging the door closed. ‘I missed the train baby,’ I pout. ‘Awww, sorry baby. Try some retail therapy today and we can do Paris on Monday.’ ‘Yay!’ I reply excitedly. Twenty minutes later, I finish my meal in silence and head towards my room. Trying to salvage my day, I stop by the concierge in the lobby. ‘Hi there, I’m in room two twelve and I’m wondering if you can suggest a good shopping district?’ I ask the lady behind the desk. She pulls out a map while assessing my budget and suggests Mayfair, Oxford and Regent.