During a recent holiday in sunny Spain, we were out for the night at a local late night bar, it was a very warm balmy night and K (my partner) was dressed for the occasion, thigh boots, mini skirt, waistcoat and little else. By chance we bumped into a friend we had made while on a previous trip, who joined us for a few drinks. Towards the end of the night, well very early morning, K dragged him up onto the dance floor and after a couple of dances blurted out (rather louder than she anticipated) "Do you want to fuck me tonight?" I don't know who was more shocked, our friend, K or me, or for that matter some of the other revellers who were close by. Deciding to make a hasty retreat, we headed back to our apartment, no sooner we were inside the room clothes were being discraded. There were no preliminaries, it was just a case of wantant rampant sex and it was not long before K had a cock in her mouth and fingers and tongue up her now soaking wet hole. Positions changed regularly with us two fellas swapping ends. All good things however come to an abrupt or should that be an erupt end!