It’s just...” “No, no, it’s quite alright, ask away.” “It’s just that when we punished you... I think you felt much better for it?” ...Miles tried to formulate a sensible answer and tripped over his words eventually settling on a simple, “Yes”. “That’s okay.” Mrs. Dupree gave a reassuring smile and squeezed Miles’s hand. “Do you think boys who get caught snooping on ladies while they shop for knickers deserve to be punished?” Seeing where this was going Miles looked down at the table and. Back and forth. Her tight pussy. Back and forth. Back and forth. Long moments must have passed unnoticed. My heart is pounding, my breath growing shorter. The hot water continues to flood over me. An image of her gorgeous ass causes an involuntary quickening. Back and forth. I lean back against the wall and for a moment my eyes half open. My heart almost stops and I freeze. She is standing in the doorway. Her long dark mane is tousled, half over her face and a strand is in her mouth. She is. A middle-aged man, probably no more than 35 years of age, broad-shouldered and thick-framed, stepped up to the podium. ‘Ladies and gentlemen of itchy trigger-fingers, welcome to Fleet Beta. You might all know Wing Commander Sanka, by reputation if not personally.’ This elicited a few chuckles among the pilots, as they glanced towards a crew-cut veteran, smirking in a corner, a parrot perched on his shoulder (a parrot?) ‘And myself, your Fleet Commander’. ‘For those of you who are new here, you. Three quarters of an hour after landing they were in a pre-booked hire car being driven south of the airport along the west coast of the island.An hour later they were checking into the Yorkshire Hotel and Spa. Although they were a bit dearer than a standard room, they had both booked Traditional Apartments, which gave them a separate sitting room and kitchenette. Even though they were comparatively expensive, they were still very cheap by Australian standards.Dan had stayed here last time and.