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As Michael awaited the housekeeper, he surveyed the room.  The bed was a mess, the chair was out of place, and the entire place reeked of sex.  He paced nervously, worrying that his wife Amy might return earlier than expected from her spa day.His mind was reeling as he replayed the events of the last several hours.  He had crossed a serious line, one that he could never have imagined he would breach.  It had all happened so quickly.  It was as if it had come out of nowhere.  Yet in all the swirl of guilt and emotion, the vivid memories continued to burst forth. The curve of Ali’s body.  The nape of her neck.  Her mane of dirty blond hair.  The pouty look on her teen face.  The way she kissed him back with a frightening intensity.  Her screams as she released over and over.  The soft feel of her skin.  Her taut nipples.  The taste of her nectar.  And, most intensely, the feeling as he pushed his cock into her that first time.  In one thrust, he violated his marital vows and surrendered to his innermost depraved desires.  Even now he could feel how hot, wet, and tight she was.  How she milked every drop of cum out of his body.  How she spread herself for him afterward, proudly displaying the cream pouring out of her young cunt.He could feel himself getting hard again and reached down into his shorts to fondle his growing cock, still covered with the dried mingled juices of their sex.  xnxx He closed his eyes and breathed in deeply, lost in the moment.A knock at the door.  “Housekeeping!”Startled out of his daydream, Michael went to the door and stepped aside to let the housekeeper enter.  He apologized for the disarray of the room and asked as politely as he knew how that she should take extra care to clean the room before his wife returned.  As he pressed a fifty-dollar bill into her hand, she gave a wise smile, confirming that she understood the situation.Michael quit the room and headed back to the pool, studiously avoiding Ali’s section and finding two seats on the oceanside of the pool area.  He ordered a salad and a beer from the waiter and texted Amy his location, along with a note hoping that her day had been great.Around 2, Amy joined him, still dressed in her spa clothes and carrying her bag with her from the spa day.  She had decided to come straight to the pool, having changed at the spa after lunch.  She was eager to relax in the sun for a few hours and asked Michael how his day had been.  His heart pounded as he told his little white lie about falling asleep under the umbrella and then taking a long walk on the beach.For her part, Amy looked luminous.  It was clear that the spa treatment and healthy lunch had rejuvenated her.  Her relaxed demeanor and healthy glow, and the firmness of her bakire porno body squeezed into her suit radiated sexiness. As the sun began its slow descent through late afternoon, Amy announced that she had enough of the pool and wanted to shower and change for cocktails and dinner.  Michael was in no such hurry and told her that he would be up in a half hour or so.Michael watched his wife sashay away, her firm ass and toned legs so alluring in the afternoon sunlight.  His cock stirred again, and he thought about what a lucky man he was.  Lucky times two now, he thought, having just fucked a hot little vixen and with the prospect of more sex tonight with Amy.  The sheer naughtiness, if not outright audacity, of fucking these two within hours of each other sent shock waves through his nervous system.  He closed his eyes for a moment and lay back on the chaise.“Psst!  Hey, you!”Michael ignored the sound, assuming it wasn’t aimed in his direction.“Michael,” came the audible whisper.He opened his eyes and looked around.  There, partially hidden by a bush, was Ali, looking as adorably sexy as ever. “You shouldn’t be here,” he half snapped at her.  “My wife just left.”“Yes, but we both know she’s gone to the room.  I could hear you two.”“So, you’ve been spying on us?”  Michael eyed her warily.“Not spying.  Just casually eavesdropping.  I wasn’t looking for bedava porno you, actually.  I happened to be walking nearby and heard a familiar voice.  You must admit I stayed at a discreet distance.”“Fair enough,” Michael responded.  She had moved closer and was now sitting on the edge of his chaise.“Besides, I wanted to get a closer look at your wife.  She really is hot.”  Her fingernails traced a faint line across his thigh, sending shivers to his groin.  She continued her stroking and leaned closer.  “This morning was hot.  I can’t get over it.  I need to see you again.”Michael considered his response for a moment.  “That will depend on circumstance.  I need to be completely discreet.  I don’t know when, or if, another opportunity will come.”Ali looked disappointed and bit her lower lip seductively.   Suddenly she brightened.  “I have an idea.”She took his hand and stood up.  He withdrew it, saying cautiously, “Discretion, Ali.”“I don’t think that will be a problem,” she replied.  “That is, if you’re willing to be a little adventurous.  Follow me.”She walked off toward a somewhat secluded section of the pool area.  He followed at a distance.  The crowd had become very sparse, the sun having taken its toll on most.  A row of empty tent cabanas appeared on the right, overlooking the ocean with nothing in front of them.  Ali stepped furtively into one and beckoned him to join her with her best come-hither look.Michael thought, “is she crazy?”  His rational mind said just leave, but something had happened earlier today, and he wasn’t about to let it go.  He followed her and she unfastened the sash and drew the canvas closed.

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