.. but ... but I’m ugly, Mistress...”At that Susan began to chuckle. Startled, Barbara stopped in mid sentence. “You never really look at yourse...f in a mirror, do you?” Susan asked. Then she giggled and added, “There’s that marvelous biblical line, ‘They have eyes, but they do not see.’ Lady, it was written with you in mind. I know it’s kind of thick in here but look down at yourself, anyway. Please?”When Barbara did as she was told, she was genuinely shocked. In the sixty days since she’d come. Paul had some staying power but eventually, buried balls deep in Jaq, his arse clenched and fired his seed into her married pussy. Jaq stood up and pulled her panties back on, not wanting cum running down her legs. After cleaning her face up with tissues from her handbag, we had some small talk before we departed to get some dinner.As we walked to the edge of the beach, Paul ran up to us. He pushed some notes into my hand, wanting to treat us to dinner for being such great sports. I did not. “Thanks,” he said, “That would be much appreciated.”The drove for a few more minutes before Tracy spoke up again, “Can I ask you something?”“Sure,” John replied.“Have you told Nicole about our alone time?” She used the air quotes again.“Yes I have. We wouldn’t be going out to the cabin if I hadn’t. She didn’t have a problem with it.”“Really?” Tracy exclaimed. She had been worried about this since her dad began seeing Nicole. She worried that they would have to stop.“Honey I wouldn’t be with a. Overprotective parents, you know?”“Well. Thank you. That would satisfy some part of the hunger!” I was using my wit.She did not say anything. It was just smiles. “We should get back to our respective seats. It’s 11 p.M.” “Yeah! You’re probably right.” she said.”Let’s go up.” she climbed to her seats. I could not help staring at her back. It was sculpted, I must say. Well, bong babes! What can you say?This time she did not catch me as she was busy arranging her bags to make space to sleep.I went.