Group Fun With A Spanish Newbie Exploring Her First Double Penetration Experience

We hadn’t been there long and had exchanged little more than these few words when he looked at his watch and said,
“I’m afraid I’ve got to dash. He threw his wavy black hair back from his face with a sweep of his head. As I got nearer, I could hear him shouting. I had read once that, unlike jellyfish stings, you shouldn’t use fresh water on Man-o’-War stings; seawater was better. Some local guys I met this morning at the dock said I could go out with them and find out about deep-water fishing. I gently slid down his foreskin, revealing its soft pink head, from which a tiny drop of pre-cum oozed and fell into the hairs of his soft treasure-trail. “I’ve still got your Celtic talisman, you know,” I told him, “You know, the one you left on my bed in Scotland.”
“You’re not wearing it though, are you!” he teased.