The dress was beautiful. Joan was moaning and grinding on his hand. Joan had bought another extreme micro bikini. My business ended and the rest of the business crowd flew home. We decided to go to a local Cantina for dinner and fun. She whispered to me, “I had to have him.”
The Gaucho looked over his shoulder and saw me. It’s difficult to describe. One day she went shopping in Cancun. The door to the room opened and his dance partner walked in. There were hickey marks on her breasts. She told me about the men who would situate themselves so they would have a direct view of her mound. “Ahhh, cum, cum, cum, fuuuuck.”
We were all quiet for a moment, enjoying the incredible sex we just had.
