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On the way home from one of my frequent trips to Indonesia, my friends were travelling on to a different country and I had about 8 hours to kill between hotel checkout and my flight, so I headed to a beachfront club, paid to stash my gear and decided to kill some time by having a few drinks in the sun. After a while, my mind wandered and I started feeling quite randy. Jumping on Tinder, I matched almost immediately with a girl who happened to be at a hotel a few doors down. Leaving my stuff stored at the club, I headed to her hotel and was greeted by a fucking sexy British brunette named Rachael. We had a couple of drinks, chatted various travel stories etc, and then she asked if I wanted to have a swim in the pool (she had one of those rooms with a balcony that has steps leading down into the pool). I borrowed a bikini from her, and we jumped in. She swam over to me and started kissing me, running her hands all over my tits, down to my waist, and grabbing my ass. Her skin was a soft combination of sunblock and chlorine and she was an amazing kisser. We took it back inside where she pinned me down and started licking my nipples, her hand sliding up my thigh before teasing my pussy lightly. She started kissing me and as she straddled me, I slid two fingers into her so that she could ride my hand like it was a cock. She was about to cum so she turned around and positioned her slit right above my mouth before licking my clit hard and fast, alternating clitplay with finger fucking. Before I knew it, I was coming like a banshee, shrieking and desperately hoping nobody would come in to suss out the potential murder spree going down. I could feel her thighs trembling as I pushed my tongue deeper into her slit and rubbed her clit with a fingertip coated in pussy juice. She came all over my face, and I finally understood the difference between “gushing” and “squirting”. Thankfully I was able to shower before heading back to the beach club and flying home, because a flight home with a pussy juice tang on my face would have been somewhat awkward.