She didn't look like the girl—the woman, he corrected—who had given him a handjob earlier. She looked like what she was: a teenager out with her f...ther. He felt his determination wither and die.When they reached their rooms, she changed into a pair of shorts and a midriff T-shirt. The shirt clung to her braless breasts. Her nipples made little shadows when the light was right. She sat cross-legged in the center of the bed, TV remote in hand."What do you want to watch?" she asked.Aly, we can't. “I’ll just take them one at a time up to the cabin while you are sunbathing.”Without even waiting for her answer Michael uncovered the phone and said, “She would love to go and she said thank you for the invitation. We will be ready, see you then, bye.”Michael put his phone back in his pocket. “They will pick us up around 10:00. Here let me help.”Claire threw up my hands and said, “I guess I’m going.” Truth be told she was not unhappy with the invitation.Michael started getting the dishes and. Go ahead and swallow that cunt cum.” I closed my mouth and swallowed her juices. “Just like your asshole will be my asshole. Do you understand?”“Yes Mistress.”“You can still eat and fuck other pussy. Just like you will learn to want more cock in your ass if you are a real slut, but you belong to me regardless. Do you agree?”I wasn’t sure what she meant but I didn’t want to stop what was happening. I wanted more cunt juice. I liked licking and tonguing her asshole. And her little. I’m going to have the nurse come and take you to x-ray now. If there are no broken bones, you’ll still be sore all over tomorrow. Actually, you’re already starting to come up with what I suspect will be a set of spectacular bruises. I’ll have some pain medicine ready for you when you get back.’ Gretchen didn’t argue with him, and that, more than anything else, convinced me that she was in more pain than she had just implied. The fear – no, the absolute terror – I’d been feeling was changing.