”On our Sunday shift, Kev spent most of the time lodged in my backside. Between chimes, he would leisurely fuck me without coming, showing incredibl... endurance. I did not mind at all and was happy to hug the table, as often and as long as he liked. When Kev finally came he did so in my mouth. It was the strangest spunk I had ever encountered. It was gelatinous and lumpy, and as predicted, had a slightly acrid taste. To me, however, it was delicious.After our weekly break on Monday, we returned. I wanted to know more about how things hadgone in the marriage and why she ultimately had asked him to leave her. Ihad determined that today, I wasn't going to let her go off on any morerambling accounts about their sex life. I had been unprofessional inpermitting that to go on the day before.Settling back in her chair, she crossed her long legs as she began to tellme more about the intimacies that occur between married couples which,unfortunately, often result in a life together breaking. ‘You like what you see?’ said the woman, as I stood near her watching the waves. She thought I was staring at the lime-green party girls. ‘Those under aged beach bunnies are here all summer and are much too wealthy for their own good,’ I said. The woman laughed. I wondered if she was on holiday on her own, and what had brought her here. I pointed out at the boys playing in the waves body surfing. ‘I noticed you watching them, I can teach you how to do that if you want,’ I suggested. She. Once their orgasms had started to subside, mistress leaned against me as she panted hard, master doing the same underneath me. I could feel his hot breath on my pussy and that only quickened that burning fuse that was to soon light my own orgasmic bomb. Mistress started to suck on one of my breasts as she rested and continued to brutalize my other nipple while master suddenly thrusted three of his fingers into my burning snatch. I screamed at the feeling, working my hips against his fingers as.