A guy who looked like a native Jamaican came her way and asked, ‘Good afternoon, ma’am. You looking for a ride to your hotel?’ Hye-jin replied, ...��Yes, I need to get to the Caribbean Cabanas. Can you help me?’ “Sure, ma’am. I know where it is. It’s on the south coast, about half an hour from here. Here, come this way. My private taxi is parked over there. By the way, you can call me ‘Jimmy’.’ Hye-jin thought, ‘Is he a licensed taxi driver? He’s not wearing a uniform and that ‘taxi’ looks a. I'm sorry, but that's not my thing. I have a feeling that it might be Pete's, though. He seemed quite comfortable with her invitation for tonight. Gawd, I'll never understand men!"Supper was another one of those sombre occasions where everyone ate in silence. For the life of me, I couldn't figure out what was going through Pete's mind if he was spending the evening at Haywoods and leaving Keira on her own. But then, I was just a dumb teenager that knew nothing of the real world, or for that. Cindy looked at Sam & replied "yes I do want this & I know Sam wants this as well".As for the meal here tonight, Cindy you will not be eating at the table, you will eat in the kitchen with my slaves & you will all serve Sam & myself. So the dinner went well we were served by the 3 girls, while Sam & I chatted, Sam would need to learn from what I do, then decide if that is the way he wants to control his new slave, as what is right for me may not be right for him. He also asked if his slave. Knowing our parents wanted the shower, we made it quick. Once we finished, we dried ourselves, then left the bathroom. In the bedroom, Dad was still fucking Mom. We watched for a moment, then Beth moved closer. She reached between Dad’s legs, cupped his balls, and massaged them. Dad looked over his shoulder, smiling when he saw Beth.With Beth’s attention to his nuts, it didn’t take long for Dad to come. He held Mom’s hips, shoved into her, and threw his head back. Beth continued playing.