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I am awakened by the fingers walking gently down my right leg. Who knows where they started but they quickly reach my foot. I am lying on a robust plastic lounger and am aware of the thigh nestled against my right calf and the bum cheek beside my foot. I stretch lazily as he begins to massage my foot with his thumb.

"That's nice", I say drowsily, "I wasn't expecting you back so soon," and I close my eyes again. His hand moves to the other foot. It's rare that he makes this much effort. Mostly when he gives me a massage it moves very quickly to my sex, although the finger walking is certainly turning me on, especially as his fingers start up my left leg. After the briefest pause inside my knee, they continue upwards moving inside as he reaches my thigh. I wait for the touch, but he skips to my bum cheeks and now two hands begin to gently kneed and separate them no doubt affording him a delicious view of my moistening cavity. Dreamily I wonder how many people may be watching our intimate play.

The resort itself is a square formed by four connected wings. Each wing has seven floors. The outside suites on three of the wings offer views of the beach and the ocean. On the fourth wing the view is of the attractive trees and lawn that greets new arrivals. The suites on the inside, such as ours, face each other overlooking an outdoor restaurant, a pétanque court and a giant chess set with pieces half as high as humans.

Thus, unless you're on the seventh floor you're overlooked to some degree by most of the inside suites. Jake and I like to sunbathe nude and are not overly modest about it, so we provide many opportunities for those of a voyeuristic disposition. From my observation we are alone in this, but we are on the third floor and much overlooked. Who knows what happens on the floors above us?

I might say this is the last thing on my mind as I enjoy this gentle massage even though the hands have skipped from my glutes to my shoulders. At some point he picked up the massage oil for now his fingers lightly brush the nape of my neck before slowly working their way down my back. Jake often overlooks the many erogenous zones along the spine. Not today.

Finally reaching my bum again they glide gently down until the right one vanishes whilst the left slides between my cheeks. Finally, I feel the touch of his fingers on the wetness of my patient puss. As the fingers caress and probe I feel the forefinger of his right hand begin to circle my butt hole and his thumb lightly press against it. I spread my legs wider to give him better access. He shifts from the bed, and I feel his breath against my exposed cunt as he licks the inside of my thighs.

He stands and pulls me backwards off the lounger bringing me to my feet. I'm urged to the balcony's balustrade and looking out at the world. I feel him rub lube into my vag and then his fevered entry as my eyes focus on the balconies opposite and above us. Sadly, most people must be otherwise occupied but then to one side I spot a man who is either looking at us or filming us through his camera's telescopic lens and I feel a rush of heat.

He's pumping me hard now, and I push back against his thrusts as my excitement builds. I feel his forearm across my back holding me against the balustrade as his cock slips from my hole. His fingers press lube into my bum, and I feel his cock pushing against it.

"No!" I say forcefully, "we've discussed this," but my anus is adjusting to his entry, which is not to be denied. It's uncomfortable, not as painful as I expected, and suddenly, he strikes gold. I'm on fire. He's not holding back now, and neither am I. He buries himself deeper with each thrust until feeling his cum I too climax and collapse against the balustrade. Looking down I'm startled to see Jake walking among the chess pieces. I'm horrified as a naked black arm comes gently to rest on mine. I see, in a strange moment of clarity, that Jake is four moves from defeat but just doesn't see it.

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