His mind raced with strange images, sights and sounds. He could hear distant waves crashing against rocks and herring gulls squawking high above him. ...hen Isabeau lifted his head in her hands, the smell of the sea was all around him.“Y-yes,” he replied. Maybe I should leave, Isabeau. I’m not feeling like myself. This bedeviled feeling coursing through me, I don’t think I have the power to control it.”“Oh,” Isabeau calmly stated and asked, “What feeling do you speak of, Maestro?”He looked up at. As soon as we walk through the door you spin me round to face you, your face tells me you want me as much as I want you and you kiss me, hard, so hard I'm pushed back into the lockers with a bump and you press your whole body against mine. Your hands start wandering over me and I immediately relax, it feels so right giving myself to you. My arms are around your neck, my hands are caressing your strong shoulders...they move down your back to your perfect bum, and I push you closer into me. I. White left his fingers where they were, inside my pussy. It was only when we had to move further into the garden to follow Jennie and Mr. Franklin that the fingers slowly slid out of me. It was probably just as well that they did because I think I would have had an orgasm pretty soon and I don’t know that I could have stifled the sounds.By the time we finished the tour of the garden and returned to the house it was completely dark and I was more or less composed. Or I thought I was. When Mr.. Bill sucks his new little girl right to the edge of orgasm before backing off. She is now pleading for that hot load of cum in her throat, but daddy has a different plan. The two throw me over the edge of the bed on my stomach and begin to take turns stretching their new found little girl’s hole. Her hole is so wet with cum and lube that the two men are going crazy. Daddy climbs onto the bed and again tells me to straddle his cock facing him. I do as I’m told and he pulls me to his chest.