Talk with the guests (Preview only.)

The man said that here you can also meet people for "fucky fucky". So why not try your luck?

You look around and several targets directly catch your eye.

On the one hand, there is your sporty mouse with the sweet tits, who is still swimming her laps at an incredible speed. She has to run out of breath at some point and then you can chat with her at the water's edge.

By the loungers, you see a young woman, about your age. She's wearing sunglasses, although that wouldn't really be necessary here, and she's reading her book and sometimes... the woman first looked cautiously to the right, then to the left... then she carefully grabbed her crotch while squeezing her legs together, trying to hide her doing.

Not far from you, a married couple in their late thirties is lying on the loungers. How do you know it's a married couple?

"Markus, I told you, the guy did not come inside me!"

"Sure, and what I felt on your thighs was probably just white paint."

"It was pitch black in the room, you can't even know what color it was."

"Then what should it have been?"

"Definitely not sperm! I was just very wet and that's what you felt."

"Hannah, if you don't get your period soon, it's over."

"Okay. Fine with me. We'll see. But I'll take the villa in Mykonos. And the yacht, too."

The man hissed and stood up without a word. Angrily, he stomped off in the direction of the saunas.

Husband and wife, clearly.

His wife stayed behind. She turned to the side and looked down at the floor, annoyed.

"The guy pulled out. At least that's what he said..." she nagged quietly to herself.

The agony of choice. Who do you want to talk to?