"A superb belly dancer is the main attraction Very racy!" Mr Wellings said."I'm sure Angela doesn't want to look at that kind of thing - acres of nake... female flesh! Why don't you go along on your own if you must and we girls will do our own thing for a couple of hours. Off with you, Phil - you pervert! See you back at the hotel!"Left to themselves, they had another highly coloured and highly inebriating cocktail."What do they call this drink?" asked Angela."Sex on the Beach!" replied Mrs. It started with him working later hours at the office, or so I thought. I eventually wised up to the harsh fact he was meeting his younger secretary in different hotels while I was left taking care of the house, making sure the bills were being paid, and putting dinner on the table for a husband who was feasting on his blonde, blue eyed, fake tits bimbo.I finally decided enough was enough. I would no longer sit and wait around hoping my husband would eventually see the error of his cheating. Not, that is, until, stripped naked and tied face down across a pummel horse, where her thighs and buttocks were so easily accessible to the whip, her owners had changed tactics and used a new toy for the first time. It was a specially modified cattle prod. The voltage had been lowered somewhat but it still produced a vicious jolt that sent searing, mind numbing pain through the point of contact. Mioki, had screamed and fainted as her body shook uncontrollably and her bladder and bowels voided. May I proceed?’ Gavin was choked for words and simply nodded. Attyka’s dreadlocks moved forward and obscured the view as he felt Attyka’s mouth descend on his cock. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes. Her warm, wet mouth slurped his knob and shaft. Gavin had been in a rather dry spell since his divorce, the flight had been long, the welcome stimulating and now his dick was buried in Attyka’s gullet. Gavin didn’t last long and his sperm hosed out. His body spasmed and shook. He tried.