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“I didn’t either.” Ibiza town was a very interesting day. My feet hurt because of all the walking and I’m sure that dozens of people must have seen my butt and pussy. With my ultra-short skirt, all those hills in the old town with people following me up, and the warm breeze, I wouldn’t be surprised if that dozens was hundreds. It was a good job that I kept telling myself that it was what Ryan wanted; but it was a good day. It wouldn’t have been if Ryan had got his other request for the day – that I wear the remote vibe. We tried to find the bar that Vanessa Evans described, ‘Groper’s Palace’ but couldn’t. I think that Ryan wanted to watch me getting groped by strangers. He got his wish a little bit; we stayed in Ibiza town until late and went to some of the bars down by the harbour. They were quite crowded and drinkers were over-flowing onto the streets. As we were squeezing through a crowd of young men I felt a couple of hands on my butt and between my legs for a few seconds. When I told Ryan he asked me if I wanted to go back for another go. Of course I said not; but after we’d finished our drinks Ryan led me out the same way. The crowd closed in on us and I was stood there for ages getting groped. One cheeky bastard even managed to finger fuck me for a couple of seconds. I was shouting to Ryan for help but the music was too loud for him to hear me. When I finally managed to get free my skirt was up round my waist showing everyone around that my bikini bottoms had no material in them. Ryan hugged me and told me that I was fantastic. Then he let me pull my skirt back down. Ibiza town at night is a different world. As we were walking around the bars we saw all sorts of ‘unusual’ people. The number of men dressed as women was amazing and the costumes that people were wearing was unbelievable. Some of them almost made me feel over-dressed in just my VERY skimpy skirt, bikini bottoms that covered nothing; and shoes. In a way I wanted to stay there all night but we were both tired and about 1 o’clock we headed back to the villa. Our evenings were usually spent at the villa or at the nearest café / bar. But a few times we went to San Antonio. That was VERY interesting; all those drunken noisy people out having fun. One time that we were there we were walking down this street that was crowded with young people from all over Europe; all out having a noisy, good time, when Ryan suddenly stopped and said hello to 3 young men. It turned out that he went to school with them and they were on holiday in San Antonio. Of course Ryan had to go and have a drink with them and we ended up in a reasonably quiet bar with the 4 of them catching-up while I stood around like a spare part. Ryan had talked me into wearing his string vest with a belt; and all my jewellery. Of course it’s see-through but that wasn’t a problem; it was quite dark and we didn’t intend to stay in one place for very long. Moms and Boys That wouldn’t have been a problem before we met his old school mates. Standing around while Big Tits Ryan and his mates talked about old times meant that I got hit on a few times and some of the more sober guys realised that I wasn’t wearing anything under the vest. granny Of course that doubled their attention and I had to use all my persuasive powers to get rid of them. Ryan’s old school buddies also realised what they could see and for a short while their conversation was all about my jewellery. “What makes you so sure?” “Debra...” My sister's voice sounded tight. She felt him lift her up and it was a great feeling. My fingers began moving faster. “Wake up, sleepy head.” Maddie’s sultry voice whispered in my ear. But… I craved it, this attention. You really didn't expect her to show up. Or pretending to chat while we watched Mom have a few more drinks. There is no such thing, Accuser. Big Tits I moved myself back to him in a quick fashion and tied his arms back while the sounds of Dan pulled at the bathroom door. The tech told the scarred faced and body man standing next to him. We will just call him G. He is older now and his hair longer but still Moms and Boys curly and has a mustache. But, I do want him to do more to me, of course. It's like she knows things she shouldn't." The men ignored her and started to attach Gina to the horse. My mind was going into oxygen-starved delirium but I couldn’t resist him, nor the urge that was building in my groin, churning through granny my balls and sending shivers of ecstasy up and down my spine. Say, whatever happened to that nice girl you were with back home? Finally the stranger shuddered and came, holding himself deep in her depths until he had finished pumping his last drop of cum. The evening hours disappeared as I sat thinking and drinking. "I should be asking you that," Jeni quipped, her usual sense of humor noticeably muted. Slave or no. There was quiet for a short while again, to the point I started to wonder. Although she is not beautiful she is very cute with girl next door beauty. Then she grinned at me. “I kept my promise from last night.” I take both bags and put four $100 bills into his shirt pocket, even though he tries to politely decline the tip. Her pussy and ass-hole now felt soothed and healed. “Look.” She said while she showed me a picture of her and her dad kissing. “would you two like to come to my bedroom with me and have a few of those yourselves?” I stood with my hands on hips as they ran to the stairs. Before they let me go he had to fuck my ass. It's definitely not fair.