The interior of the hut was immaculate. The set up was similar to their first hut, except this one had a spa and a king sized bed. The couple opted to...forgo the massages that were included with their package. ‘I can give her a massage, but thanks anyway.’ Josh told the bellhop. ‘Oh Josh, I can’t believe we are here. It’s so peaceful. Thank you for bringing me here. I love you so much.’ Megan said lovingly as she clasped her hand in Josh’s and led him to the spa. The temperature of the water was. Before we start, there’s something I want to talk about with you.’ He lifted the bag. ‘Bedroom?’ She nodded. He pointed her toward the living room and carried the bag to its destination. In a few seconds, he returned. ‘What can I get you to drink?’ he asked her. ‘The woman who owns the house left some sherry and port, along with some scotch and bourbon. Unfortunately all I have as a mixer right now is water.’ ‘Sherry’s fine. Who owns the house? Is she on sabbatical?’ He opened a cabinet and. Your poor cock is looking sore and red but is hard and wanting more. I start to lick and kiss and gently suck. It feels so good to soothe your pain but we both know that's not what really turns me on. I get some ribbon and carefully and beautifully wrap your balls and cock in tight painful constriction, squeezing them and biting as I do it. Then I start back on your cock, this time running my teeth up and down your beautiful shaft, biting at the head, sucking hard enough to hurt. I slip two. Taking her hand in his, he looked into her eyes and just gazed at her. He didn’t want to stop looking. They both decided on a prawn cocktail, followed by a steak Diane and salad – Harry ordered a red wine to accompany the dinner. Even though it was only a little over twenty-four hours since they had seen each other, they both found so much to talk about and to learn about each other. It was nearly midnight by the time the meal was finished and they were having coffee. Harry took Sylvia’s hands.