Alan felt stupid thinking back to how much he was against coming to exchange Ireland.
This was the greatest holiday of his life.
He was young female and sexy.
He walked along the beach enjoying the freedom that came with being naked.
He was enjoying the feeling of sand between his toes.
The warm sun on his bare flesh.
The bounce of his cute perky little breasts.
The swing of his hips.
The way the men were looking at him that excited some new part of him that was crying out for a bit of attention and with a body like this he would have no problems satisfying it.
All he had to do now was pick a man or a woman to give him a helping hand with it.
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