His hand found her waist as they walked toward the elevator. As soon as the door closed, his arm wrapped tightly and he drew her in to kiss her once s...owly. A long, lingering kiss before he pulled back, "that's all you get for now," he teased playfully.As they got ready for dinner, Janelle took an extra long time so Matt could watch her long, naked body as she rubbed lotion all over her sexy legs and along her torso. She was tall and fit but with great fake breasts and an ass that she always. His hand slid between her thighs, stroking her cunt. She reached between his thighs and caressed his bails. They were like hard-boiled, jumbo-sized eggs. She groped his rubbery, snakelike cock. Even soft, it was so thick she couldn't close her hand more than halfway around it.He stroked her tits, tweaked and gently pulled on her nipples. She dropped her head back, moaning, and he kissed her up and down the neck, gently nipping with his teeth, making her shiver with goosebumps."Pretty girl!" he. Sliding my tongue along him and began to pump my head back and forth along his shaft. Keeping my pace and felt the man rest a hand on my head and force me to pump faster. Doing so I was rewarded with him cumming and filling my mouth. Pulling my head off of him he came over my face as well. Moaning I swallowed and started licking my face. ‘I order you to refer to me as Master. I also order you to get on your hands and knees.’ ‘Yes Master’ I replied in a dulled voice. Turning around and knelt. Betsy said, “That’s very good tea.”“It’s some of yours. I’m not sure what kind it is,” Ling said.“It’s probably the one grown here on the island.”Ling nodded her head and took another sip of tea. She put the cup down and said, “I wanted a chance to talk to you alone before you got married.”“I wanted that too. It’s been a little crazy around here,” Betsy said.Ling said, “My mother and father died when I was pretty young. My mother was a beautiful woman with a proper English accent. My father was.