I was still thinking about the previous night and how much I had enjoyed myself and I told Jon as we were walking into the restaurant. I had forgotten about my backside until I sat down to eat my breakfast. I asked Jon to take a look to see if the red marks were still there. He didn’t need to look; indian he has already seen them, even below my T-shirt. That meant that other people could see which worried me a little. After breakfast we packed a bag and drove to the harbour in Ibiza town and got onto a ferry to an island called Formentera. The journey took just over an hour and it got quite windy which presented a problem as we walked around the boat and when it came to go up the outside stairs I’m sure that I gave the people below me a great view. Come to think of it Jon must have been showing a lot as well. When we eventually arrived we walked up the harbour and to a place that had lots of bikes outside. Jon said that it was the best way to get round and judging by the number of people in the shop he was right. We hired 2 and as I climbed on mine I was thinking that it could be fun sliding from side to side on the saddle, just like it was fun riding amateur Jon’s bikes. Shortly after we got out of the village Jon stopped and we took our T-shirts off and cycled nude. Jon said that Formentera was a Naturist island and we would see Hardcore lots of naked people. A few cars and motorbikes passed us then another couple on bikes that were also naked. I wondered if she was enjoying the experience as much as I was. We peddled for about 30 minutes and came to a dirt track that we went down. Eventually we came to fantastic beach with trees and sand dunes behind it. We padlocked our bikes to a tree and spread our towels on the sand near a pile of rocks that looked as if it was being used as a little jetty - or so Jon said. The only people that I could see with clothes on were those who were arriving. I put some more sun tan lotion on Jon and then me and as I was doing me Jon told me that the inside of my thighs wasn’t as brown as the rest of me and he told me to make sure that I lay with my legs wide open so that I would get an even tan. We lay there for about an hour before Jon got restless and decided that we were going for a walk, and what a walk it was, we walked for what seemed like hours and all in bare feet - bare everything. Through the trees and dunes, out to a little island, passed a cafe, through the car park, through what Jon thought were salt lakes, up to the main road, and back along the beach. On the way we stopped at a beach bar and had something to eat. Everything was so relaxed and it seemed natural that most people didn’t have any clothes on. I was shattered when we got back and my feet were a little sore. We went for a swim to cool down, and then lay on our towels again. It didn’t take long for me to doze off and when I woke up there were lots of people standing around us. It was a jetty and a boat was homemade coming couple in. The people were waiting to get on the boat and there was me laid with my legs wide open, right in the middle of them. One or two were looking at us. I looked at Jon who was just laying there, legs apart, propped up on his elbows watching the boat come in. She kept eye contact with me boldly as she began to push apart her bathrobe. So, after his meal and even more generous tip, he left another card with her with the same number homemade and time on it. “I dunno… I feel pretty lucky…” Lena said, squeezing Widowmaker softly who let out a soft little laugh. he slapped me five amateur times on each cheek. Hailey could feel Marge's tongue being driven into her pussy as Sam fucked couple her and when he knotted the muffled yell of pleasure from Marge sent Hailey over the top and she flooded into Marge's mouth as Sam sprayed his cum inside Marge. We know each other very well, I said you can call me Master from now on Mom, I know what he’s all about, she said really Master I have not had one since your Dad passed and I have missed it so, I said if you like Mom, you can be my slave, or find one you like on your own with my protection. That turned me off, so I was limited in who I could enjoy being with. “How did you have his phone?” Stephanie asked. Cindy was going insane with lust. I never did this, it was a weird feeling to grab her tongue, each time my fingers shoved off her tongue. We’ll have to try that again to see if it was a indian one-off or if we can repeat it. He said something to my father, and upon his reply he then put his hand on her breasts and squeezed them through her dress. "That was then, and this is now. Harry thought she had made a good point to, without Dumbledore is the school safe with McGonagall in charge. And what would they see? And just like that, in the space of a few not so innocent thoughts, she could feel her lust and desires clawing for her attention, trying to bestow upon her the cursed gift of morning wood, her mind now doing its best to point out little details that she hadn’t noticed before, like the way the duvet lay on his body, contouring to the alluring curves of his shapely ass and narrow waist, tempting her with what she could be doing to him, right here and right now Hardcore if she so wanted. “I’ve always been in awe of your sun tanned naked body, especially your legs and arse. One she had been so prepared for she had half heard it in her imagination a dozen or so times already. None of my cum would escape as the breast swelled. Now, on the next exhale, we'll move into Downward-facing Dog..." We had put her $10k settlement in a CD when rates were crazy high and it was close to maturing. “You can tell me. I’m just a meat girl.”