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Wren came out saying that she was just going to have a shower then her and Dani headed for the shower. Wren invited me to join them for a night on the town but I was too tired. I did agree to go for something to eat with them telling her that I’d just earned a very easy and pleasurable 600 euros. In the shower I realised that all the massage oil had left me like a greasy chip. The other thing that amazed me was that when I just touched my clit I had yet another after-shock mini orgasm, so long after Manuel had finished with me. After I dried myself I was torn between wearing something that would expose my body - a lot, and reflect my amazing day; or something that would slightly protect my still sore pussy. There was no way that my pussy was going to be covered so a G-string, with or without any material, was out of the question. In the end I settled for a denim micro skirt that I’d bought. It feels substantial on me and it has splits to half way up one side and a quarter of the way up the other side of the 10 inch length. I chose to wear it with the long split in front of my pussy. To go with it I chose a blue see-through, elasticated tube top. Both Dani and Wren were wearing micro skirts and tops, the skirts so short that if they bend over even the slightest bit they would reveal what they were or weren’t wearing under them. In the cafe later when they sat down I discovered that it was nothing underneath for both of them. We had yet another great meal during which I got out my phone and played the video that the massage student had taken of me, and Big Boobs I had to turn the volume down because the people on blowjob the next table were giving us filthy looks, Dani laughing saying that they must have thought that I was playing a porno movie with all the moans and other pleasure noises that I was making. Neither Dani nor Wren could believe what Manuel was doing to me and were not at all surprised that my pussy was sore. One of the waiters that came to see if everything was alright for us must also have thought that we were watching a porno movie as well because I saw his eyes open wide when asian he saw what was on my phone’s screen. I paid for the meal then we split up, Wren and Dani heading towards the bars, and me back to the hotel. As I got close to the hotel I decided that I wasn’t feeling that knackered any more, the japanese food and wine had perked me up a bit so I turned and walked back along the ‘square’ then along the edge of the harbour. I stopped and looked at some of the little stalls that were selling things from jewellery to portraits, some of the stall holders trying to sell me all sorts of things that I never would buy. On the other side of the road was a small funfair, it didn’t look open but there were men there working on something. I wondered if it would open while I was there. I crossed the road and had a look at a couple of clubs, neither looked up to much, but it was before midnight. Round the corner and up the road I saw a couple of car hire places and got the idea of hiring a car for a few days. It was something that John had wanted to do and my driving license was on my checklist of Hardcore things to bring so that sounded like a good idea. On the way back to my hotel I saw a place selling tickets for trips and saw 1 for a Hippy Market and remembered someone telling me about the hippies that lived in Ibiza years ago, and their attitude to sex and nudity that had shaped the islands history. I wondered if there were any hippie communes left and if they still were naked all of the time. I wondered if I should go on the trip to the market and see if there were naked hippies there. Maybe I could get a hire car and drive there, it couldn’t be that far, after all, Ibiza is only a small island. 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