It seemed as though she was dreaming of a sensual dream. Never the less, my dick began to respond and slowly rose between her damp, sandy thighs.With...the thought of gritty sand in her pussy, I whispered, "Why don't we go rinse off in the ocean and then head back to the room."Christina replied groggily, "How about we rinse off in the ocean, and then you fuck me on the beach again?" Let me check for teenage boys," I snickered as I sat up to survey the beach. With no one in sight, I got to my. "Hello, Rose, this is Amanda. Did you forget we are supposed to meet the twins for dinner this evening?"Of course, I didn't have the foggiest to whom I was talking and I knew absolutely nothing about "twins" or "dinner"."Yes, dear, it must have slipped my mind. Where are we to meet and which one do I get?"The laughter at the other end was most sincere and I already liked this girl even without meeting her in person."You ninny! It will be at the Homestead Steak House and we have the end booth. He would have some staying power. The others gathered around as they watched Raj fuck me; he knelt behind me and rammed his lovely cock into me over and over again. Finally, I felt like he was taking me towards my own orgasm. The others had just been too self-absorbed. Raj was not a sensitive lover--but he would fuck me for long enough that I could cum too. My fingers and toes tingled and slowly a feeling of immense euphoria grew in me and spread down my arms and legs to the centre of my being;. I screamed out in pain as my husband, my Master, disciplined me. He was right. I was such a whore. A slut. I let all those other men, even my sons, use what belonged to him. I swore to be his faithful wife on our marriage day.And I couldn't be that. I had proved myself unworthy of being his wife. But I could be his slave.“You only fuck the men I allow!” CRACK!“Yes, Master!” I screamed as the pain twisted through my body, swirling about my lusts, making my pussy even juicier as the hurt spread.