There were about 100 members of this club and they were mainly composed of families and water sports enthusiasts. As Mike arrived he did not stand aro...nd for small talk, instead he chose to go straight to the changing rooms, and this was as much to do with what happened on the coast as it was to do with whether or not he could keep cool in front of people when around Gaynor. Speaking of Gaynor, he had briefly seen her but she did not give anything away about what she and he had done, she merely. It was a lot; it would be for any girl that didn’t train her holes. For a girl that was ass virgin forty minutes ago, this was medieval torture. But that’s what I wanted to do to her, it was. I was saving all of this for later, but she forced my hand. It was her fault, and she had to pay for it. “Sweetheart… This is what I meant when I told you I was a monster. This is what I think you didn’t deserve, but I’ll do it to you anyway because you asked me to.” I held her tighter, and I mercilessly. Masturbating ?I wondered. After all, mom was all of fifty, she was a lively, firm-bodied, younger looking woman. Later, when I came down from my shower, I saw her in her small veggie patch, weeding. She was a sight to behold as she bent, straight-kneed & her large tits hung like two melons as her hips & lush rump rose high & strained her wide-legged & roomy shorts. She stooped again & I stood there gaping down at my sudden erection. I went back upstairs & as I passed her door, I saw a few. He stared in horror as the face beneath him became his wife's, hidden beneath a thick layer of black eyeliner and garish blood-red lipstick. Drained of all color, her complexion faded to a blue-white mask, a grotesque blend of clown and corpse. The warm blanket surrounding them turned cold, shaking him with violent chills. "What's wrong, Steven? Why won't you finish me? Fuck me with your big, hard cock until you make me cum for you, Steven! Empty your balls into your little whore! Don't you.