Denise pulled back and excused herself to drop her bag in their bedroom. “I’d have called and warned you but she insisted on surprising you,” he... explained in a whisper. “Watch it. She’s got something up her sleeve. She just packed her bag and headed to the car with me.” I nodded my head and ducked back into my bedroom to pull on shorts and a tee shirt. Roger and Denise lived on the Outer Banks of North Carolina. It was a six-plus hour drive up to D.C. that Roger made weekly to meet with. In my ears my moan of desire sounded loud and urgent. Keira responded, her hands pulling my body to her, her groin pressing against the lump of my erection. Her lips parted, the kiss deepening, my tongue teasing hers.In a deep French kiss I let my hands caress down her back. They touched the base of her spine and moved lower, finding the swell of her sensual small bottom, her sexy buttocks two perfect handfuls. When I pulled her to me Keira rubbed her pussy against the bulge of my erection,. The shirt was gone and she was helping him with the pants. Then, in one swift tug, they were gone too and his hard cock stood erect. She grabbed it. First with one hand, then with both. Just holding it. "Yum." she said. He managed to get one hand past hers to feel her wet pussy. It was very wet, and very hot. He began to rub her clit and up and down with a finger going into her pussy on every down stroke. She began to stroke his cock up and down and up and down. Then she let go and took. There were three high rise buildings and multiple smaller ones. There was a marina which had many large yachts berthed in it. Rebecca caught a glimpse of a pool and tennis area. She was impressed with what was going to be her new home. The breeze off the Pacific was cool. The sun was warm. Rebecca found herself surrounded by tropical flowers and foliage. She felt like she had arrived in paradise. A large, tanned, bald, casually dressed man approached her and introduced himself as Joe Lupo,.