“You see I’ve figured out during the past two weeks that what my mom did had nothing to do with sex. It had nothing to do with cheating.”It was,...indeed, Tasha who spoke first. “What could we have done that made you compare us to THAT woman?”“Tasha don’t get too high up on that horse, dear. You are more guilty in my eyes than any of the others, even Diana, the head plotter. You see it was never about sex with my mom, it was about trust. I’d come to love each of you, but along with that love came. If he was higher he was at my angle and able to enter the most deeply. If he was lower, the head of his penis would stroke my g-spot. But even now he wasn’t entering me. Instead, he placed the rolled-up towel under my head so I could see him between my legs. Then he leaned over and started kissing first my breasts, then every part of my body and legs he could reach. He was headed between my legs and he had me crying for it from the first contact with my breasts. As he went lower, he left his. Her cottage was comfortable and spacious. The sky was blue, the water was green, the sand was white and the boys were hunky and plentiful. Case in point, the young Adonis sleeping in her bed this morning, Ricardo, or Roberto, or Rodrigo. She hadn't paid much attention to his name when she picked him up last night in the disco of the hotel at the far end of the island. She knew he spoke Spanish and danced Latin. That had been enough for then. Teresa bought the drinks because she was pretty sure. Karen glanced at him andthen looked away. "He'll never buy me," she thoughtwith a pain in her tummy. Karen just went on moppingup a spilled chamber pot with her hair.Just then Karen felt a warm stream of liquid on theback of her head. Karen turned round startled. Shesaw the handsome master had taken his huge cock out.His cock was the most magnificent thing Karen had everseen. The handsome master was peeing on her! Karenwas so pleased to have the handsome master show hersome attention. .