'Oh, that's good, step-mommy,' I thought, closing my eyes and moving my head back and forth. 'You better watch out, Sherri, my step-mom is giving you ... run for your money now. She is licking my lips down there, going up and down ever so slowly. She has the close family feature working for her too, so it's not fair, but she is making me feel good now, dear girlfriend.'I breathed heavily and took a few minutes before opening my eyes again. Once I did, I saw Sherri let her tongue off Nina's cunt. She did say that the more I fucked her the better it would be and that by Sunday night when I went home it might stay down for a while.That Friday evening I put my cock in her pussy every time that I got hard. She even made sure that I got hard. She never got dressed and she kept asking me to rub her breasts, her pussy, and her ass. My pecker never stood a chance of staying down with her there.On Saturday again she never got dressed really but she put on a fashion show for me where she tried on. Time seems to slow down and I endure long moments of deliberation as the pressure mounts. My senses have become hyper aware as I gaze up at him. His eyes are darker, more intense, and I can see that he is also battling with this astounding chemistry between us. The sun, the crashing surf and the feeling of being somewhere beyond reach from real life push us onwards, and the battle is lost as we lean in closer. As our lips finally meet I gasp at the clench in my stomach. A deep groan is wrung. ’ ‘Good morning, Dr Shawn, Sir’ said everyone in unison. ‘Today, we will train you on endurance. More specifically, pain endurance. For the forty five minutes, you will ride the wooden horse. For those of you who do not know what that is, it is a wooden device used for centuries by our grandfathers to discipline young slaves. It looks like an inverted ‘V’ on which you will rest with your full body weight. Your hands and legs will be tied and you will be blind folded. Additionally, to make this.