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She made out to be more wasted than she actually was and began to flirt outrageously with both of them. Before the night was over they had taken turns on her which was just what she was after to satisfy her curiosity. The most memorable part about it though was that it had been great sex. Two had definitely been better than one, she had cum with each of them and each of them had her twice. Unfortunately one could not continue to behave like that within a group dynamic so it remained an isolated experience. That was what being taken by the satyr reminded her of and that was the source of her continuing mixed feelings about being his current host. Great sex is after all great sex, no matter how you get it and this was her vacation wasn’t it. That thought made her begin to sense her growing desire again and again she pushed it aside. The water was cooling so she got out of the tub to dry herself. Ada stood before the bath mirror where she had first seen the large dot tattoo, the one like Mike’s but a different color. She opened her towel to see herself naked. Interestingly she liked what she saw more than she had just those few days ago. She really did feel sexier than ever and if the cost of that was that she was literally ready for sex most of the time well she would just have to get used to that because she did not want to get rid of the satyr like Mike had. Not just yet at least. She now knew that she could pass it to another tattooed person, male or female, and she may well do that at the end of her little vacation adventure. In the meantime she still had more to learn. She had yet to have sex with someone who was not tattooed and she now believed that she could have anyone she wanted, male or female. Ada realized that her mind had made the shift to thinking only of sex and she was becoming quite aroused. Her nipples were tight and hard though it was warm in the room and what amateur she wanted more than anything right then was to go to bed and start touching herself. She didn’t though, “No more than once a day.” She told her reflection. That made her grin at the ridiculousness of such an admonition and that reminded her of the satyr’s wicked grin. “Once a day.” She repeated and felt quite wicked herself. Ada wanted a few hours of sleep after her bath so she set her phone to wake her at eight. When it did she felt less than well slept but that would pass with a few cups of coffee. She also felt like she had been having energetic sex recently which was quickly becoming her normal state. Instead of being satisfied though she wanted more. She even had sex filled dreams in the night. That made her wonder if she could wake in the night to find indian herself… she let the thought pass. Coffee and doughnuts were in the front office and so was the morning desk guy. She got the benefit of his full attention again but this time he had a sport coat and tie on, he was wearing aftershave as well. “You look nice today.” She said, walking to the counter with her free breakfast as she had done the day before. She felt sexy, powerful and flirtatious. Finally I decide my dick is lubed up enough and I pull out, line it up with her shit hole and look up at Miranda. "Sorry?" The young guy underneath me, well not so much as he wiggled his head trying to gasp for air. "What is the appeal? Do you like seeing me this way!?” she exclaimed as she gasps loudly and slaps the counter hard amateur and leaning against it for support as her legs wobble a little. First thing first she needed a shower and a indian change of clothes, as she stepped into the shared bathroom she heard a nock at the door which led to the boys bed room and her fathers head poked round the door, he seemed disappointed about something but just said, “Jono and I are going out for a bit, going to get some things we forgot, like an umbrella” � � � Shannon opens her eyes and sees me standing there with my hard dick in my hand while my friend is fucking her doggy style. His mouth parted slightly to an 'Oh', eyes half closed, enjoying her touch. We can tie his arms up to the ceiling beams and have him stand there. I’d come home drunk at 3am, dressed in an outfit that showed far more than it covered, and my dad had caught me. He’d been furious, and had decided if I dressed like a whore, he’d treat me like one. I shook my head, my pussy growing wet.