<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/04/b1/a6/04b1a6f3dc1b69e62e1c8e6e657e9e61.jpg)</div>Name: Samantha "Sam" Turnish<br/>Day: Day 1 l 9am<br/>Outfit: Bikini in photo<br/>Mood: Excited<br/>Music inspired:<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">S &amp; M</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://youtu.be/KdS6HFQ_LUc</div></div><hr/><br/>The low growl would have easily made her panties drop if they were alone, Sam knew what she was into and so far Jay was simply hitting all the boxes. Her eyes went a few more shades darker and her pupil pulsed slightly with desire, he may not know exactly what he was doing to her, but that only made her more excited. Sam was a pretty sexual person, sex within hours of meeting them wasn't uncommon for her. She just really, REALLY, enjoyed knowing, respecting, and acting on her primal desires. Why hold back? Sure, she would eventually really want a husband and kids and to settle down. Not right this moment though, in this exact moment, she wanted nothing more than for Jay to take her by the hair or throat and tell her to call him daddy. The fact that she hadn't simply jumped the man was actually speaking volumes that no one their knew about, at least not the people there. Lana was watching them, unbeknownst to them.<br/><br/>Little did he know, that him walking to the lounge chair was the sole reason she didn't basically pounce on him. The firm squeeze of her ass made her shiver with delight and she looked at him with an almost knowing smile. "I think we are both very lucky," she said more to herself then anyone else in a deep husky tone.<br/><br/>Grabbing her liquor of choice and a few other supplies, she happily followed him. Her eyes almost completely narrowed on Jay at this point and barely could focus on anyone else. Only looking around them for a moment when he offered the girls to treat Stephan first, which made her smirk and give a glance to Brittany. Who she could tell, by the look on her face, that she was not into that idea and she had to giggle slightly. She liked the girl so far, it was clear that the woman knew what she did and did not like, Sam respected that. With a roll of her neck, she walked over to Jay and basically straddled him. Sitting right above where his pants met, she could almost feel his arousal press against her cheeks and she looked down at him with the bottle in her hand. "I don't think she loves that idea, let them have their fun;" she cooed softly and wiggled the bottle, "let's have our own."<br/><br/>Barely paying attention to the couple next to them, now that Brittany made it quiet clear to at least her what she wanted and didn't want in at least that moment, she could fully focus on Jay. Taking the shot glass, she filled it with rum. "Hope you don't mind, I'm more of a rum girl myself, but I do really enjoy the martini stuff too. So let's do a mixture," she smiled and lightly trailed a few grains of lime salt down his chest and abs, a small circle around his belly button and down to where his pants met.<br/><br/>"I'm all about consent though..." she trailed before leaning into his ear on the other side of Brittany and Stephan, "do you consent for me to lick the salt off? Put the shot glass in your mouth?" Sam had all but purred into his ear as she gave soft kisses along his outer ear.