“Do we need to lend you some clothes as well?” Mason asked. It didn’t take long for my right hand to move to my pussy and start giving me the fix that was long overdue. One man fucking a girl missionary style and one man fucking another man. “You should try it one night Emma.”
“Maybe.” I replied. “Why not.” I thought and kept walking although I had to put my sandals on because the tarmac was hot. The water wasn’t as nice as the sea but it was still nice. It felt amazing feeling the warm sun on my pussy and I never wanted it to end. ‘Skin to Win’, ‘Real Girls Gone Bad’, that sort of thing, you’ll enjoy yourself dressed like that and if you bring yourself off like that you’re sure to win all the competitions. We talked about all sorts of things for the next hour or so and I was just loving the way that the guys were all hovering at the dividing railings so that they could keep looking at my body. The youngish man behind the bar served my cola as if I was fully clothed and I went to a table at the front of the bar and sat facing the sea to consume my drink.
