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What happens in the Carribean this story is part of the FanClub (fm:slut wife, 656 words) [1/2] show all parts

Author: dawgman Picture in profile
Added: Mar 06 2014Views / Reads: 2359 / 8 [0%]Part vote: 9.33 (15 votes)
After a day of drinks and sun, his wife becomes the dirty whore she has always desired to be.
 


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My husband, feeling the daily depression and unsettled moods I had been in due to our extremely long winter booked us an 8 day trip to Jamaica. Someplace thousands of miles away from the cold and snow we left behind. Someplace where the drinks were cold, the sun and beach were hot and my mood was upbeat.

We had spent the day longing between the beach and pool, enjoying our fresh trunks and the warm sun. Jamaica was a paradise all it's own. We had one waiter who paid particular, extreme interest to us all day. Jax claimed it was because after a few drinks and coaxing, I had taken my top off and was bathing with my firm tits out for all that would look. Something I would never do at home, but again thousands of miles away and nobody knows us or will ever see us again. The one thing that stood out the most besides his overly friendly personality, was what appeared to be a huge, 8 inches at least, bulge in his shorts.

By the end of the afternoon, feeling the effects of the alcohol, sun and of course those who chose to consume the local weed, giving anyone around a contact buzz, I needed sex and a nap.

We told Nigel that it was time for our afternoon nap and he was all to willing to walk us to our room. Once at the room, Jax invited him in for a few minutes for a drink and to talk about the resort. Once in the room and a few more drinks, I found myself staring at his crotch more often than not. My mind wandered as I imagined how big his cock must ...

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