Ben laughed as he reached above her and pulled a chord which sounded a chime somewhere deep in the bowels of the castle.As she waited, Rachel had time...to study the external facade of the building. She had been around enough sets to notice that this was a recent but realistic reconstruction of a real castle in Europe. The builder had taken pains to model it closely with attention to detail.When the doors finally creaked open, she fully expected to be greeted by a uniformed butler. Instead, her. Beth reached up and began stroking my limp cock. It didn't take much to get it up. As she did this I snuck my hand under her belly and fingered her lightly hairy pussy. I heard her moans quite clear. She began stroking my now hard cock with earnest. I stuck my index finger between her pussy lips and felt her wetness and inserted it into her pussy. She began squirming and rolled over on her back and spread her legs wide for me. I rolled over on top of her, kissed her passionately, sucked her. .. “Aaahhh.. AAAHHH...AAARRGGHHH! YESSSSS BABY YESSS!” she yelled on climaxing. Squirrrrrt! Splatter sputter spurt... Violently she rocked. Involuntarily. Out of control. The actual orgasm finally unleashing its full force. Her rapid spasms going on for ten lovely seconds! Squirting cum all over her thighs! Wetting the satin bedsheets! And it was all caught on camera. But she wouldn’t stop there. “One more... one more baby... again...... uhhhh,” she pleaded, continuing to slide the dildo in and. My shorts, sports socks and favourite Nike running shoes were all there along with my favourite Los Angeles Lakers T-shirt and a girly magazine, but there was definitely no towel.I wondered if I should call out or use the small towel on the rack that would dry me enough so that I could put on my shorts and finish drying and dressing in the bedroom. I decided that there was no immediate hurry, and that other things, masturbation, should take priority. So I picked up the magazine, spread it out.