As you walk through the spacious living room, with its high ceilings and floor to ceiling windows looking out towards the sea, you think to yourself how happy you are that you decided to risk it all and move down to this tropical island paradise. Thoughts and images of your lover, Enrique, float through your head, and you can't help but to reach down and lightly rub your pussy through your thin, long dress.
As you pour a glass of lemonade, your mind drifts toward the early morning romp you and Enrique enjoyed in the shower. He lathered you up and rubbed you down as you forcibly grabbed his member and began pumping up and down, bringing his semi-hard cock into a full on salute.
He gently bended you over, and rubbing soap all over his dick he slowly eased it into your ass. Your hands grasped at the wall as you moaned with pleasure. Enrique had fully entered your ass and he then began a quicker humping motion.
"Fuck me! Fuck me!" you cried out and Enrique was happy to oblige. He grabbed your shoulders and pulled you back onto his dick as he thrust harder, harder. You felt his cum fill your ass as he called out, "Ay Dios mio! Mi amor, mi amor."
He then removed his now limp cock from your asshole, turning you around and thrusting his tongue into your mouth and kissing you hard. He again began to wash you, and you washed him, making sure his cock is nice and clean. The soap caused your hand to glide quickly up and down his shaft and you squeezed your grip tighter to slow the motion down. This brought Enrique back to life.