1. Flamenco Beach - Part 2


    Date: 11/20/2015, Categories: Anal, Group Sex, Hardcore, Author: brownboi4any, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    seemed like a seasoned traveler and a well-educated person. He had a few interesting tales and could talk pretty much about anything. I remember looking into his sage eyes, and observe his calm demeanor, and my mind would just drift away. I recall, at some point of our conversation, wandering about all the places this guy may have been. How did he learn all he knew? I wanted to make so many questions… Where else has he traveled? Which trips were on plan? He had a strong posture. Military? He knew a lot about sports; even a few ports celebrities. Was he an athlete? He could have pass for a football player. Was he hung? …but that is when I snapped out of it. It turned out that he was a college professor. Actually, they were both college professors from a community college in Baltimore on a little escapade. And yes, he was a former collegiate football player. Anyhow, I was tired and I did not want to keep looking at them sl**p so I stood up, took my things and went back to my room. I took a shower and lay back on my bed to watch TV. As usual, I had my banana and yogurt for dinner and after two back-to-back episodes of Law and Order, I was ready to call it a day. I looked at the door. Once again, the door was not fully closed. What was it with the freaking door? I thought about calling the front desk for them to send someone to come and see if there was something wrong with it. But I never called. And I felt just too lazy to make the call and/or to go close silly door. But was it ...
    really laziness? Twenty minutes into a third straight L&O episode, I saw a shadow through the door gap. It startled me, but I kept my composure. My eyes winced, trying to make what was going on right outside that door. I was hoping it wasn't a serial killer; I had not heard about anything like that so I tried not to worry too much. But I still wanted to know who was out there. Yes, I could definitely see someone peeking. After a few seconds, I finally noticed those familiar green eyes; just like ones from two nights ago. My heart skipped a beat, but I managed to keep my cool. I smiled. The door opened slowly. I instinctively put the remote control on the night table. Gwenn stepped into the room and completely shut the door behind her. It was obvious that she had just stepped out from the shower. Her dripping-wet curly hair cascaded around her fresh face and cat-like eyes, and over her shoulders. She only wore a minuscule black, microfiber tanga and a fairly thin white cotton camisole. It was safe to assume that by the time she walked from her room to mine, her drenched hair had made her camisole wet enough to allow for her generously full, firm, round, perky, and natural breasts, featuring a couple of succulent dark-pink, very lit-up nipples, which were clearly and deliciously visible. Gwenn walked towards me, dropped a huge flower-stamped beach bag on the floor next to the bed before climbed on it. I did not move, her eyes ordered me not to; and I was happy to oblige. I was ...