. With Catherine Dixon having enjoyed such a wonderful time the previous week, of her being mentored, punished, fucked and tutored as to her new role ...nd position in life at the feet of her young Master Sean Brady, the following weekend spent with her husband, dragged on interminably before he had again left on his supposedly work related travels.In fact Catherine was more and more convinced her husband was seeing another woman and was very soon desperate to once again hear from her young. I could hear Dan coming inside the cabanaCindi and Dan returned and we all had a guilty look on our facesWe drank a little more and Dan and Cindi retreated inside againI climbed on top of Sandy, I wanted some of her kittyI didn’t take much time. I kissed her fine titties as I slid inside herWhat an incredible moist, tight kitty. I felt like I was back in schoolSandy gasped as I ran my full length in her. Then I tried to long stroke her but I couldn’t las long. I exploded in her as she came. "Scream and I'll cut your throat, lady."Slowly, the rough hand slid off her mouth.Three men stood above her, nylon stockings pulled over their heads, distorting their faces, mashing their noses and lips against their face, pulling their ears down and squashing them against their cheeks.Their clothes were ratty and smelly. The scent of cheap wine wafted through the room. Gwen clutched her breasts and shivered."Someone told us you were a pretty good fuck, lady. So we decided to try you out.". It took a full hour to walk to the headland. I stood watching the massive ocean rollers come crashing in to send great fountains of spray up the cliff. Again, I meditated on the beauty and harshness of nature, the one so often intermingled with the other. When I returned to the hotel, it was time for the evening meal. After changing, I went to the dining room. Oddly, after my uneasiness about meeting them on the beach, I found myself hoping I might see the lady of the balcony and her daughter..