This was a retreat for adults. The restaurant wasn’t elaborate, but it was tasteful and served excellent food. The bar area was a quiet getaway, of...en accented with a piano player or a soft duet, and with abundant seating scattered around, with side tables and coffee tables like one might find in a private club. Paradise Found was on Old Republic Road just a couple of miles south of Harrisonburg, Virginia. The inn was sandwiched in between the George Washington National Forest, and just to. The first session of the program was scheduled on a Saturday in the college Seminar Hall. It was a small establishment with soundproof walls and an artificially well-lit ambiance.The room kind of reminded me of the Red room I had been to so often in the past. Back when I had a sugar MOMMY (or commonly known to you as MISTRESS), trying to be HER favorite pet. I smiled as I reminisced my earlier days with HER.My time with HER made me so independent, confident, and strong. Yet I hated HER for. He grabbed a bottle of caramel syrup and squirted it back at her.From there a veritable food fight broke out. Jen and I grabbed handfuls of pudding and smeared them all over Kevin and Scott. Kevin shoved an entire banana cream pie in my face while squirting whipped cream on my head. Jen got strawberry sauce poured on her head. In no time, the six of us were completely messy and completely ready for some good hard fucking. I think Jen was the horniest because she got on all fours in the middle. ..My one hand is still tugging and twisting my nipples through my shirt, and I run with the other, I run my fingers up and down my thigh, just slipping them under the hem of my skirt. As you shift I feel the change in power up my spine..I shift in my seat as I'm getting so turned on, my breathing hard.. My skirt shifts up as i try to get more comfortable.. My hand disappears up my skirt, coming back up dripping wet.. You see my hand and moan, “oh fuck.." just under your breath. Your foot.