로그인It felt much like our first day, and I allowed her to introduce me to some more exotic delicacies, while we clung to each other, ignoring most of our companions. I still wasn't used to their habit of brushing all the crumbs and napkins onto the floor, but when in Rome...We had dinner at the famous El Botín, the world's oldest restaurant. It was right around the corner, and I was told a little of the history on the way. We ate on the second floor, immortalized by Hemingway in The Sun Also Rises. Our waiter, after seating us, pointed out, "That very chair you sit in was one of Hemingway's favorites."Ana Isabel, seated between me and the wall, laughed. "Please. I hear that every time we come here, everywhere we sit."A man in a suit appeared beside our waiter. "Anita, don't tease the waiters."She rose and turned to him, giving him a hug. "Antonio! It is so nice to see you."He beamed. "So the suckling pig finally draws you back? It's been ag
"Jack. Ana Isabel. Just listen. You may have some men come to visit you. Don't let them in. Stay away from them. Carlos will be there soon.""They were already here.""My God! Are you alright? That bastard!""I'm fine. They've left. I'm going down to breakfast with Chris now. Carlos can meet us there.""Be careful. They will try to get to you.""Not these two," I assured her."Did they say anything?""They said they had a message from Don Reinaldo. To stay away from you. They accused me of sleeping with you.""The asshole! He doesn't own me. Are you sure you're Ok?""Right as rain. I can't say as much for the big guy they sent to deliver the message. Look, we can talk about this later, Chris is outside waiting and I'm sure she has lots of questions.""Please be careful. I'm sorry.""I'm not. I'll see you later. Don't worry. Bye now."I heard her soft goodbye as I hung up the phone. My wrist hurt from
My last full day in Spain started auspiciously, pounding my pretty little boss from behind. I thought I'd be exhausted, but I felt energized. I left Chris dozing in bed and headed down to the hotel gym, putting in 40 minutes on the treadmill and another 15, or so, on the weights.Back upstairs, Chris had retreated to her room preparing for the day ahead.It was my last full day in Spain, and I realized that I didn't want to be there. I wanted to be home, with Debbie and Beth, in my own house. I'd been away long enough.I had finished getting ready for another day of training, when I heard the knock. I instinctively turned toward the door separating our rooms, but I realized it was the front door. Looking out the peephole, I saw a slight man dressed in a suit."Señor Morgan?"I removed the chain from the door, opening it wide."Yes?"I was unprepared for the sudden blow to my gut, doubling me over. A large man in a poorly fittin
Beth heard my moan. "That's right. Stroke it for me. Stroke that fat cock. Imagine my mouth on you right now." I could hear her making noises like she was sucking me. "Can you hear that? It's not as big as you, but I'm going to suck it just like I'm sucking you. Here I come, Jack."She was making wild noises, slurping away on one of our toys, while Chris gave me her best effort blow-job. I closed my eyes and listened to my girl at home fantasize about sucking me. I heard her gasp."I need more Jack. So much more. I need you to fuck me, Jack. Tell me how you want me.""Ride me," I told her."God, just what I want. Here I come. I'm above you now, lowering down onto your cock, just the head penetrating me. That big hard knob opening me up so good."Chris wasn't idle. When I said 'Ride me', she grinned and climbed atop me, slowly taking me in."Jesus, Jack, you feel so good in me. Filling me so nicely. That's it, I have the whole damned thing inside me. I can feel you throbbing. Are you t
"You told me you were not married, but forgot to mention your living arrangements, did you not?""Ah, so you WERE eavesdropping last night.""It is like you say, I see all, hear all," her smile was teasing."And what did you hear?" I asked."So much. Once I knew what to ask, it all comes out, you know." She glanced over at Pablo who blushed again. "And I was not the only one listening last night.""Pablo!" I reached out and poked him. "Bros before hoes, man!"He looked at me curiously. "Bros before hoes?""Guys have to stick together. No conversing with the enemy.""She is my cousin, Jack," he said with a hangdog look.I relented. "No problem. Nothing to hide, really. I do live in a house with several women, and I am in a relationship with two of them."I felt some jostling behind me, and saw my boss and her coterie slide in behind us. Finally. "Oh! This should be interesting. Tell us more, Jack," Chris teased."Yes, Jack, tell us more," the teasing Major said.I scowled at Chris, the
Ana Isabel leaned down and laid across my chest, gasping. I held her close, kissing her wherever I could, my hands caressing her smooth flesh, as I felt myself slide out of her, escaping with a noticeable pop.She giggled. "I guess you like my butt, just a little."I lifted her face, looking into her eyes and kissed her hard. "I love everything about you."She sighed and rested on me, her full weight on my torso. I loved the feel of that too. "Mmmm. My young Hawaiian prince. You test all my boundaries. You are bad for me."Ok. So I'm a little less than 1/2 Hawaiian, and by no means a prince. But I wasn't going to fight against her fantasies."Pele, the fire Goddess would love you. You seethe with fire like a volcano. Your heat scalds me."She turned her head and smiled at me. "Ah, but you know how to calm the volcano, and extinguish the fires so sweetly."She slid off of me, but stayed in my arms, kissing me so gently, so thoroughly I never wanted it to end. Then I felt her drawing ou
Walking quickly to the bathroom, I went inside and helped her, just like last time. Brushing her hair behind her head with my fingers, I gently rubbed her back while she continued to empty the contents of her stomach. She seemed to have gotten most of it out already by the time I got in there, but
My daughter frowned and then the camera got close to her face again. It looked like she was trying to see something on the screen of her phone. Whispering again, she exclaimed, "You don't have a shirt on, daddy.""Oh," I said, suddenly embarrassed. I tilted my phone up instinctively, so she could o
"Appropriate?" Liv repeated my choice of word. She seemed to mull that over for a minute and then said, "Hmm. Well, I should get up anyway. I... I don't want you to feel uncomfortable.""I... ok," I whispered. What else could I say? I was supposed to be uncomfortable with this. Wasn't I? But my dau
I really needed to stop this. One glance at my daughter's face showed me that she had her eyes closed and a playful smile on her lips. But she also seemed to be breathing deeply. Was she asleep? Had she seriously passed out right after making contact with my cock? But then her hand began to move ag







