He'd lost - he could feel it. His struggle to keep his masculinity hadbeen swept away by the sensations of a cheap hooker outfit. The fishnetdress rub...ed every part of his body as he accepted Katie's stiffness."I think it's high time for the mirror - are you ready to see what youlook like, slut?"John nodded but could only grunt.A slap - left buttock this time."I SAID: I think it's high time for the mirror, are you ready to seewhat you look like... slut?" YES" John shouted, startled at his own. She smelt like cocoa butter, and her skin was hot from the sun. Sand sprinkled her skin and his. His black skin showed the white sand easier, and it shook off some as he flipped her over into the missionary. Her legs shook in space as her pounded her, and her moans wafted over the air mixed with the caw of seagulls and the crash of the ocean. The crash of the ocean was his guide, and he used its rhythm and could feel her tighten and squeeze as she came. Her stomach muscles were sore and she. I went down stairsAnd sat on the couch. I had a weird family. Each arrived one by one. First was my mums brother David. He had 1 daughter who was 13 and a wife and they were christian. Their daughter however was a slut. Next was my aunty Judy. Her family were nudists becuase they didnt believe in wearing clothes. It was Judy, her husband Bob, their son Mark 8 and their daughter twins Sarah and Tara 17. Tara and Sarah had hot bodys and shaved while Judy was hairy which disgusted me. Then was nan. They are still the sames as we have today for most part. There has of course been some smaller additions and some rewriting to make certain things fit better, but when you get to the academy and go to the museum, you can see the original rules and regulations and see how close they are to current.There were of course a lot of discussion on everything of it, but somehow the core values were not discussed much, they were taken as self evident and the discussion was mostly about how to achieve.