Cum inside your wife

With a roar, you let yourself go, filing your wife's hot cunt with spurt after spurt.

"Oh god..." she moans, spent. Then she lets out a little giggle and whispers, "Poor Lisa and Tina. They don't know what they're missing."

The thought gets you hard again in no time at all.

When you and Alice fly out the next day, you can't stop thinking about what the week has in store for you both. Tina, and Lisa are both so incredibly gorgeous, part of you wonders what would happen if one of them really tried to push the limits of this seemingly harmless teasing Alice talked about. How far would it go? Would you be able to hold yourself back? Would you even want to?

And then there's Alice. She's clearly hot to trot for both Mark and Joseph, and she's planning on making an erotic spectacle of herself for them, all week long. What if it goes too far?

After what feels like an eternity, the plane finally touches down in the Caribbean.

Your hotel is a nice enough place to park your bags for the week. Nothing too fancy, but it's clean and quiet, and just a stone's throw from the beach. As you step inside, you can't help but notice the stunning Latina girl smiling at you from the concierge desk.

"Hello there, sir!" she says as you approach. "What name is your reservation under?"

As she looks up the reservation, you discreetly check the girl out:

She can't be more than nineteen years old, with an adorable smile and a knockout figure. Your eyes travel from the generous swell of her young breasts, down to a slender waist and a nicely-curved set of hips.

"Sir?"

You lift your eyes back to hers, but it's too late -- you've been caught. The girl gives you a sly, knowing look.

"My name is Leticia. Don't hesitate to ask me if there's anything you need during your stay with us."

You could swear there was a second meaning in the way she said it.