The water couldn’t be to hot as her sunburn was still there but she still relished it. She would have loved to stay longer but she needed the sleep....She lay down on the beautiful clean cotton sheets, something she hadn’t seen in ages and went straight to sleep. It was very early so the men took their time with breakfast discussing the past day’s events. They couldn’t believe their luck. They had the privilege of being a master to a slave that could be on the cover of Playboy. They didn’t. He had been married and divorced, and now lived in town in a small apartment. "I want to stay with you tonight", I said after consuming a bottle, I felt very sober, so I was speaking from my need to be closer to him, and not using alcohol as an excuse, and I think he got my intention, as I was stroking his thigh all night long, and when he retorted, "I only have one bed", I looked into his eyes and said, "I was hoping that would be the case, I still want to spend the night with you". My hand. When it got to be 15 minutes late I began to think it was another no-show, but it was not – she arrived ? We chatted outside the cars for a few minutes then she got into my car to begin the day we had planned. I headed out to the coast and started our drive along the scenic coast of Maine. Our conversation drifted to the coastal views – why we both were looking for sex outside our marriage and a whole list of other topics. The time finally arrived – we entered a very popular coastal town that. Sandra held her breath as the finger touched the outside of her spincter muscle, slowly forcing itself into her rectum. She felt her anus widen to accommodate the doctors finger. A reflex reaction and she tightened her body muscles up."There Mrs. B., just relax. The worst is over." He sounded reassuring but while his finger was in her bum, Sandra would not be able to relax.She felt his digit rotate, felt the tip move inside her bowels, and wanted to throw up. His other hand, holding her cheek.