"Are you still gonna be a good slut, and do whatever I want," Daddy asked once we were on the road again. "Yes Daddy I will be a very good slut, and ...o whatever you want," I purred in his ear as I began to free his half-hard cock from his pants. "This is gonna be such a great summer ~ now suck my cock like a good slut," he said as he pulled my head into his lap forcing me to suck his cock into my mouth. I could only moan around his cock as Daddy wrapped his hand in my hair, and guided my. I asked her, "I'll look at the wall Sara, but what do you need? You know I'll do anything for you."She said, "I know this is an odd request that I would never ask you to do if I weren't so uncomfortable. I washed the sand out of my...you know, my vagina. But my shoulders and arms are so stiff from the three hours of surfing, that I can't reach back to wash the sand out of my anus. I know, I know...this is too much, I'm sorry, never mind."It sounded like she was close to tears, and I said, "I'll. I had no luck and fell asleep for awhile. I ended up waking up at some point because I heard loud noises coming from the living room...As I got to my closed guest room door, I was able to make out masculine moaning and it was definitely Derrick! I started getting turned on and thought he was out there with a woman because I started hearing feminine moaning too, just not as loud. I’m guessing he thought I was gone for the night. I was really curious and thought if I stayed quiet enough, I could. ”The sun set early that night, and Ted found himself sitting cross-legged in the dirt around a big roaring fire in the center of the village, under the starry cover of darkness. A huge stone pot had been brewing some kind of stew, and now a big steaming bowl of the stuff was circling the warmth of the fire, passed from one island girl to the next as they each took a gulp of it.Ted’s turn to take a mouthful was getting closer and closer, and his stomach was doing backflips. He knew that in.