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She leaned back, arching as much as possible. Lou's hands immediately found their position on her beautiful, heaving breasts. He squeezed tightly, she yelped with pleasure, his tongue still working frantically between her thighs. She felt like an animal, totally without inhibition and with thoughts of nothing other than pure lust.

She placed her right hand to his opposite side, and with one, swift motion, was now facing his throbbing penis. Lou grabbed her ass with both hands, her cheeks fitting perfectly within the palms of them. Pulling her cunt to his mouth he gnawed at it as if it were prime filet – which it was. Deeper and deeper his tongue lapped at the inner walls of her cunt, his lips smothering those of her pussy.

Pam had both hands on Lou's hard, sticky rod, squeezing while pumping up and down. "Oh my God, Pam!" he cried. "I think I'm going to lose my mind!"

She stuck the head of his cock in her mouth, her teeth scraping the head slightly. He shook abruptly. She took his cock – to the hilt, her tongue bathing his penis with warm saliva. Lou's entire body shivered a$ she continued her up and down strokes while squeezing his balls.

"Lou, I'm going to come!" she garbled, his prick halfway down her throat. "Fuck me with your tongue like that! Yes, that's it! Oh, it's soooooo good!" Faster, faster he went and her stomach muscles rolled and her cunt twitched involuntarily. "Now, Lou! Now! I'm… I'm… coming! Oooooh, aaahhh, ummmmm!"

Lou never let up while her orgasm came in waves, making her body tremble with ecstasy. He let her ride out the storm and when she was satisfied, he stopped eating and told her to get on her hands and knees. She quickly did as he instructed and he crawled into position, aimed his rigid prick and shoved it in her dripping cunt, all the way to his balls.

He kept still for a moment letting it soak, savoring the feeling of his sensitive prick embedded in her hot, slippery flesh. He reached around and got a tit in each hand and kneaded the soft orbs.

She loved having his shaft in her, hot and hard, and when he made it jerk deep inside her hole, the walls of her pussy contracted and sucked at it, sending shivers of delight through both of them.

He began to move slowly, pulling back until only the head was in, then giving a long push all the way back in. As each inch penetrated, quivers of ecstasy permeated his whole being. In that wonderful, dog-style position he could stick her long and deep and his hands were free to explore her tantalizing curves.

It felt so good. Lou's cock throbbed and he began fucking faster, his balls swinging to and fro like a pendulum. He felt Pam's snatch contract and squeeze his meat and she was moaning beneath him, ready for another orgasm. He moved faster, ready to come with her.

Prick in cunt made loud slurping noises in the quiet room, accompanied by their moans and sighs. Pam pushed back hard to meet Lou's long thrusts.

"I'm coming, Lou!" she cried.

"Me, too, honey!'' he gasped. "It's ready to shoot!"

She felt his prick swell even bigger and the long shaft tensed as his cum gushed out and her own orgasm exploded, mixing with his. She felt his cream flow into her, hot and thick, setting her on fire, filling her with exquisite pleasure.

He felt her climax wash over his shaft while his load boiled deep in her snatch and he pounded furiously, sending spurt after spurt to its target. He kept fucking until he was spent, and both of them fell to the soft carpet, two tired masses of satisfied flesh.

After a short rest, Pam suggested they get cleaned up and Lou followed her to the shower where they bathed each other from head to foot. When Pam began washing his cock and balls, Lou, who thought he didn't have another fuck left in him, got hard and backed her against the wall and shoved his cock in that delightful snatch and pounded it until both of them exploded in another gratifying orgasm.

Pam, met Shelly in the hotel bar for a drink before dinner. She didn't tell Shelly about her delightful interlude with Lou Grayson. Shelly thought Pam looked awfully tired, but figured it was because of the plane trip.

The bar was quiet and cool and soft music was coming from somewhere. They chose a booth and settled into the comfortable seat. The waiter came and they ordered Polynesian Passions.

"I don't know what They put in those drinks," Pam said laughing, "but that one this afternoon really turned me on."

"Me, too;" Shelly said. "I tried to get to Jeff but there's always a flock of girls hovering around him."

"The lifeguard?"

"Yeah, Jeff Madison, the one I pointed out to you at the pool."

"Yes, I remember," Pam said. "I couldn't forget that one."

"If I can just get him alone for a while," Shelly said, I'm sure I can get him to ask me for a date."

The waiter came and set two tall, frosty glasses before them. Pam picked hers up and took a long sip.

"Ummmm, delicious," she said.

"Sure is," Shelly replied, taking another sip. "These things make me awfully romantic. If I get any hornier I'll probably end up raping somebody."

"You shouldn't have any trouble raping or getting raped," Pam said with a smile.

They sat sipping their drinks, their eyes roaming over the people in the bar, Suddenly, Pam's eyes stopped at a guy at a table across the room. He was involved in intimate conversation with a beautiful girl. As Pam looked at him she felt her heart pound and her mouth went dry. He was dark and handsome, a Latin type, and she found herself extremely attracted to him. He looked up suddenly as though he felt Pam's eyes upon him and returned her look. A slight smile played about his full, sensual mouth. Pam returned the smile and stirred in her seat, a tingling feeling in her crotch.

He returned to his conversation with the girl sitting with him and Pam turned to Shelly and said, "Talk about raping somebody, I see the one I want."

"Where?" Shelly asked, and Pam pointed out the man across the room. "Wow!" she exclaimed. "I see what you mean! I could really go for him myself, but it looks like he's taken."

"That's all right," Pam said, a seductive look crossing her face. "A little competition never hurt anybody."

Pam took another sip of her Polynesian Passion, and swirling it around in her mouth, gazed into the glass and drifted off into space. She was thinking of all that had taken place that day, all the changes she'd been through. A slight smirk came over her face as she took another sip from the frosty glass. God, she thought to herself, how good these drinks really were! She looked over at Shelly, who was busily scouting with her eyes every male that occupied the bar. Pam was glad she'd met Shelly. It was nice how they'd become close friends so quickly. There were no false fronts with Shelly, she was the type who could be communicated with honestly and sincerely.

After a while, Pam and Shelly left the bar and went to dinner. They had no sooner started eating than the guy and girl from the bar walked in. Pam flirted openly with him all through dinner. She didn't even remember what she ate.

After dinner Shelly wanted to do the town together, but Pam begged off. She had had a busy day and was tired. The trip, the excitement of being in a strange new place, and the fucking session had left her worn out.

"All right," Shelly said. "You go on and get your rest. Tomorrow you'll be ready and eager to see what Hawaii really has to offer."

If today was a sample, Pam thought to herself, then, you bet I'll be ready and eager. To Shelly she said, "I'm sure I will. Goodnight, Shelly."

"Goodnight, Pam. I think I'll look around and see if I can find Jeff."

"Good luck!"

Pam went up to her room and finally managed to get her clothes unpacked and arranged in closets and drawers. She undressed and crawled between the crisp, clean sheets of the comfortable bed. She fell asleep with visions of Lou, Jeff, and the, guy she had seen in the bar filling her head.