“But if you don’t, would that be a problem?” I bit my lip. This seemed to become a regular gesture for me. “No, Mistress Summers.” “But wh...le we’re at it, let’s get another of your punishments out of the way, otherwise we’ll never them done tonight.” I gasped. “Tonight? While we’re here?” “Of course, what did you think, silly?” “I - I didn’t…” My voice trailed off. “I’ve brought along everything we need,” she told me with that wicked smile of hers, “why don’t you seat your pretty bum on the. You've been through what I'm about to tell Brock, I'm sure."Brock figured Stan was going to sever their relationship. Brock was certain he wouldn't be willing to work closely for someone who had spoken to him the way he had spoken to Stan earlier."It's like this, Brock," Stan began, "you're so unlike my other clients that I sometimes forget that I have to react differently to you. I often compare you to J.C. but that's unfair to both of you. First off, you're different people with different. She worked her tongue in between the pink swollen folds and the Maid gasped when Carla found her clitoris with the tip of her tongue. Carla let her free hand slide across the Lady’s backside. She kneaded the firm round globes, working inward and probing her clenched anus with one long white fingernail. This is heaven, she thought; two beautiful women presenting their most pussies to be used and abused by me, inviting me to explore my dark desires. Carla sank her tongue into the Maid’s sex and. The Yacht drifted slowly south, the sun was unforgiving and temperature was raising fast, peaked out 98F at around 1PM. We were sweating heavy under that 98F baking oven at Mexico Ocean. I took of my T-shirt and Mom stripped of her tee and short. She said. “Damn, So hot… good thing I wear my Bikini under my short." I told her "Don't forget to drink plenty water Mom, and tries to keep cool so you don't lose body water." Mom replied "Yes I know, we can always take a dip in the sea but I don't.