1. The Mediterranean Guesthouse - Chapter 3


    Date: 9/23/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Hardcore, Author: arsch_chiis, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    delightfully small, and her legs and the curve of her hips is hypnotic, swaying in front of me. When we reach outside, she stands still and turns, waiting for me. I drop my gaze and I think I am blushing a bit, but she just smiles at me. After maybe a little over an hour of touring the museum, we think we have seen enough, and we agree we are both getting hungry, so we head back to the car, and start to drive towards the city and the restaurant she was telling me about. The car with the AC on is blissfully cool after the heat. We park in the harbor and the walk to the restaurant is just a few minutes. The place is just at the water, and with a nice shade, and a breeze from the sea it is nice to sit down after all the walking. It is past two in the afternoon, and I decide it is not too early for a pint, so I order a large pint of local Keo beer. She has some house white, and we enjoy our drinks after the waiter takes our order. The ice cold beer cools me down a bit. I continue to be curious at Kate, why is she alone? I would think a pretty woman such as her would have found a companion. But I don't know how to approach this, it feels to private a topic to ask after knowing her so short time. Somehow I think she is wondering about the same thing about me. We talk some more and she asks about my f****y. I tell her about mine, I have one b*****r who is couple years younger than me and has a wife and two small k**s who I love meet as often as I can. My parents are recently ...
    retired and are traveling around the world a lot. I ask about her f****y and she says she has two s****rs living in UK as well as also her parents are retired. They visit her here at Cyprus quite often. The food arrives, and even though a second beer would be awesome, as I am driving I order a coke instead. We eat the grilled fish and it is really good, fresh from the sea. We talk some more over the meal. The conversation feels natural with her, I have no feeling of talking to a stranger. It feels like I have known her much longer. We finish, and pay leaving a suitable tip, and head back to the car. It is close to four in the afternoon, the siesta is soon over, and we head out to find the road to the beach. The road is initially going through the city center, then the suburbs, and then the houses thin out altogether. We reach the Lara peninsula natural protection site, and the road really does become more like a trail, with rough surface of pointy, sharp rocks. I feel pity at the small car and actually fear that a tire could puncture, so I drive really slowly in first gear. The car is snailing along the road. There are some other cars on the road, also rental cars. It seems no locals brave this road. I understand now why the beach must be deserted. Kate says to me that she is happy I am driving. Finally after about almost an hour of creeping along, we see a sign that points to the Lara beach on the left. The road is slightly smoother, but still full of deep holes and I have to ...
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