Master like girls…..and boys too…….and woman….”She smiled, and her eye twinkled:“I am glad to hear that Master…….do Master want to bat... before supper?”“Actually…yes…..”“Good. I’ll prepare the bath!”Before I could say anything she left and I looked at tiny girl which started to massage my feet. Dark hair around tiny face, big eyes and full lips like her mother, tight shorts, nice ass, and just a starter of tits which I could clearly see through the cleavage on her shirt. Bulge in my pants. I'll be doing it to you at the same time. Then you will kiss my eyelids, my cheeks, on my face, for now, and nibble at the nape of my neck. While you're doing that, keep one hand around me, pulling me close to you, the closer the better, and use the other to feel my back, my butt, and my thighs, as far down as you can reach. Then we can go to the next step. For homework, ANY of these ladies out here will be honored to tutor you as much as you want or like. I can promise you that they will be. His mother had always been the one all if his friends drooled over. Especially when she had decided to become a substitute teacher when he was in high school and the rumors started that she slept with a student. He supposed he couldn't blame them. As Mrs. Evans even he couldn't deny that she was a wet dream. She was 5'9" with long legs. She always wore short, tight, pencil skirts to show them off, often with stockings that you could just see the top of when she sat down. Her blouses had trouble. We were in a cove about half a mile wide, blocked at both ends by sharp outcroppings and pounding waves. The shore was lined with dense vegetation, beyond which rocky cliffs were visible. Walking out by land without shoes seemed impossible, and we weren't about to reenter the water.We walked up and down the shoreline as far as we could, and spotted no sign of civilization. Our PDA's showed No Signal, perhaps because they were out of range or perhaps because they were ruined in the water. No one.