Men of mystery and sensual power. I wanted to be dominated and treated roughly. I had a long time to think about it as I was locked in my cabin while ...rossing the Indian Ocean, left to pleasuring myself and the somewhat tame attentions of the ship’s captain after what I had gotten from Mario, not able to come anywhere close to the heights Mario had brought me. Mario would have continued to satisfy me, would have quenched the fires burning inside me. I was sure of it. If only we had not been. “That will be $1.08, please,” says the clerk.“What’s the eight cents for? asks the blonde.“It says one dollar right here on the packaging.”“That’s for tax.” replies the clerk. “Gee,” says the blonde“I thought you just rolled them on and they stayed put!”This is from the Shy OneNews Update from CanadaThe flood of Trump-fearing American liberals sneaking across the border into Canada has intensified in the past week. The Republican presidential campaign is prompting an exodus among left-leaning. “Are you going to fuck me Uncle Frank?” she asked softly full of anticipation and I rubbed the swollen head around before gently sliding it between her wet lips, she gasped as I pushed the head in and I could feel her tightness as I gently inched inside her.“OMG! NOOO!” she screamed as I pushed in slowly right up to the hilt, her moans got louder as I started to gently withdraw and then push in again and I could see she was gripping the back of the sofa, “OH YESS!” she cried as I built up a. “Jeez girl.” I said as I knelt in front of Isla to lower the dildo, “there’s rivers running down the insides of your legs.”Steve and I caught Isla and took her to the mats where we lay her down, me moving her feet well apart so that all of her pussy was on display. I looked down at Isla and saw that she was breathing heavily but she still had that blank expression on her face so I slapped her face. Her eyes started blinking then she said,“What was that for?”I laughed then bent over and kissed.