Casey-Rae 3rd June 2023

With a flight booked to fly out for the birthday bash on the 3rd June and a return flight on the 4th there was no need to book a hotel for this party trip, it is to be the party of all parties, 2000 mile round trip to the best party Island in the Mediterranean needing 36 hours of stamina 6 hours in the bars with sunset followed by 6 hours in whichever club we choose and leaving the club at sunrise, the flight was leaving Manchester at 12 mid-day so it meant we were getting ready for a night out at breakfast time having to decide what clothes to wear that would last the time, Casey decided on brazilian lacy knickers underneath some short shorts in a dark red so as not to show to many marks and brazilian knickers to be sexy but not to have a thong up her arse all that time with a bra top to look good day and night and sandals for day and night, for me it is going to be shorts mid blue colour with a light blue short sleeved lining shirt that I can wear open and some sort of deck type shoes and of coarse boxers to hold everything in place, Casey had her little bag full of all the essentials (passports etc), middle age? Yes, well heading for her 33rd year of 'life of Casey-Rae' mid-morning the taxi arrives for the short trip to the airport with a peck on lips and my thumbs brushing over Casey's nipples as we are about to get in the taxi our crazy night out is about to begin, with my arm around Casey in the back seat of the taxi it isn't long before we are pulling up at the airport and settling up with the taxi driver before he makes his way off for his next fare, we head into the airport and go through all the necessary procedures before making it to the departure lounge where we head to the eateries for some brunch with Casey wanting her usual runny yoke eggs and sausages etc it was no surprise when she starts pushing the sausage through the white of the egg into the yoke and says 'looks it's a virgin like me the sausage can't get in' with that wicked grin on her face, well the egg wasn't a virgin for long as the sausage burst through into the yoke and its not long before the sausage was pretty much getting a blow job, watered and fed and the call is going out for us to go to our boarding gate, everything checked and we are soon seated on the aircraft , party island here we come (or should it be here we cum) two hours later the rear wheels of the aircraft touch down on the runway followed by the front wheels, another safe flight and taxing to the parking spot, the steps are brought up to the plane and the doors are opened, we all start departing the aircraft, as we do the Balearic heat hits us as it always does day or night, we board the bendy bus (Casey pressing her breast into me one hand holding on the other groping, as I had one hand on Casey's arse and one holding on) to take use across to arrivals to be processed, swiftly through the airport and standing outside the airport, sun beaming down hugging each other as we say 'we are here where are we going to head to now?' well we sort of had it planned before we left, we would head to Sant Antonio were the island regained it's party image from 60's hippy movement, heading there by bus across the centre of the island passing former famous haunts for us Privilege (formerly Ku), Amnesia, and arriving at our destination mid afternoon leaving us plenty of time to take a romantic stroll around the bay taking in old memories and even creating a few new ones stopping at some of the sandy bays taking time to relax and even have a cuddle but nothing more in these public family areas, well a little discreet caressing while applying sun lotion the afternoon passes at pace in the setting of the rippling sea, warm sand and beach shops and café/bars making it time to start thinking about moving onto the evening, a nice meal in a beach restaurant, with the food and alcohol going down a treat our hands on each others legs throughout the meal and with the odd kiss, watching the beach slowly empty as the day trippers return to their accommodation allowing the sea water to ripple up the sand, the time was approaching that we wanted to be at the other side of the bay on sunset strip so I settled the bill with the waiter and we said 'muchas gracias' and Casey gave him a cheeky peck on the cheek and it was adiós and we were back walking around the bay past 'es Paradise' and up through the west end to sunset strip for our place on the rocks to listen to the ambient music from the bars which Jose Padilla started in 'Café del Mar' and watch the famous sunset, with Casey parking her arse in between my legs with her back to me it allowed me to run my fingers through her chestnut brown hair as I kiss her upper back and onto her neck and sucking on her earlobe as my hands run from her shoulders all the way down her arms onto the backs of her hands and my fingers run through her dainty digits, with a drink in her hand, me caressing her and potentially one of the most beautiful sunsets in front of her waiting to see if tonight the sun puts that orange strip on the sea right up to the beach, my hands move, my arms wrap around Casey,