The garden area was divided by what had been walled gardens within the garden and she heard to sound of light music to one side. She like the sound, i... being Ella Fitzgerald singing ‘It ain’t got that swing’ having had jazz introduced to Lara as a child by her grand parents. She diverted her way round the outer walled section and cut through an ancient brick arch to find Hugh Balabon dozing on a lounger, a glass of beer in a hand resting on his stomach - the glass in great danger of spilling. I cried out in pain, feeling like Id been split in half. There was a flash of bright light. What was that I asked. Bernie smiled and replied, You know, on Facebook, itll look like you were ecstatic! Oh no I said. Oh YESSSS sneered Bernie, So youd better do as we want from now on, or the world will see what a boy-slut you really are. Bob then proceeded to fuck my arse unmercifally until he shot his load of cum [and I DO mean a LOAD] into my bowels. Thank God thats over, I thought as he withdrew. When he finished he lay on top of me for a while then slid his cock out of my ass slowly...He got up and looked at his cock and said "Dammit Ho you gave me shitcock!" I said "Told you I would baby!" "Come on let me clean that up for you...I took his dirty cock in my hand and led him to the bathroom yup he had my shit on his cock all right well its not like I didn't warn him or anything!!! I got him over to the sink and began to wash it off with some nice soap I bought it smelled good and I. I could hear Scarlett snickering at me. “The view is nice like this too, if you would prefer to give up,” she called, flicking on another light. I slipped into the top and adjusted it correctly. My tits were held up supportively, looking round and perky. I turned around to realize Scarlett had slipped into a barely-there burnt orange bikini. “Now, I must go show you off. This is perfect,” she stepped in front of me, placing her hands below my armpits and gently running her hands down my sides,.