A huge round of applause and cheering echoed in the room, and the mistress took a shy bow, blushing with embarrassment at the attention. Gretchen sent...a kitchen slave in search of a towel, and she moved to Nina's side, drying her off, and wiping her face.Nina started to come around as she felt the towel rubbing her down, and she lifted her head, taking deep breaths to slow her heart and her breathing. Gretchen moved close to her ear. "Are you alright little slut? Should I take you down and let. More tears. More whimpering. But noanswer. Claire breathed deeply. "That's it. Upstairs to my bedroom."-----000-----Paul cornered his son between the shed and the cedars. Greg was a strong,growing 18-year old young man. But his father was a 45-year old muscularconstruction worker, much bigger and much more powerful than his son.Paul was also a firm believer that the shortest distance between twopoints was a straight line."What happened?" Paul's tone was unmistakably aggressive."I dunno." What. Kissing you……open the hook your bra with my teeth and tongue….making your boobs free….touching them….feeling the softness of it……your nipples where hard….i pinched them from behind…..making you more crazy…..slowly….kissing on just above your bums….helping your panties touch ground….your where in your full youth now…….slowly lifted you and took you to the point where waves where about to hit the shores….i made you lied down on the white sand……Don’t know from where I found a feather….i took it in. We then planned and decided to meet again on the same night at around 11(since everybody in the village will go to sleep at around 9:30 to 10). She told her husband was also drinking in the room and he was out.We met at the same place, she was covered in a woolen jacket and was waiting with a half bottle, glasses, a large steel tumbler with water and a cover with snacks which she brought with the help of a carry bag. We started drinking; guys please forget the entire preface to the story as I.