The room was dark, lit only by a table lamp, its shade covered by a redsilk scarf. Lisa entered and closed and locked the door behind her.She had imp...rtant things to say and she wanted complete privacy.Valerie was still dressed in her school uniform sans blazer and tie; shelay on her bed with her skirt high on her thighs displaying those lovelylong legs encased in sheer hose with the dark gauzy welts clipped to hergarters. She had a ladder in one of her stockings; one shoe balanceddelicately. It was from the bridge of this vessel, the following morning I watched Al and Sally Williams, wearing large sunglasses and carrying a beach bag, chatting amiably as they strode along the harbour toward my own boat.Our MILF was wearing a loose, sheer white sun dress that did nothing to hide the very same tiny tie side black bikini pants and plunge bra top she had worn during our recent visits to her Villa and certainly attracting plenty of admiring looks from men working around the harbour.A. The friction from my asshole and the dildo (with what very little lube it had left on it) caused my entire rectal passage to heat up. I moaned in pain into the sheets as Callie grabbed my hips and penetrated me as deep and hard as she possibly could. When she was tired she pulled out, picked up her paddle, and asked again. I spent the next 20-30 minutes basically alternating the two choices. Finally, after what would be my 30th swat, she had me sobbing like a baby into the sheets. Right when. Mike could tell that Cristina was elated at finally having accomplished her task of tracking down the elusive Ruthie.Cristina chided Ruthie for being so hard to find, but she responded with the same answers that she had given her mother, that usually she was in the library until it closed. When Cristina talked about church, Ruthie brusquely responded that she was going to church with Mike, making it seem that was something they had been doing since they met.Mike chimed in. "We just got back.