Our van pulled up to the front entrance of the resort and several members of the hotel staff ran up to greet us. "Mr. Wilkerson?" the bellman asked. "...es, that's me," Dad replied. "Welcome to the Bahia Mar, Mr. Wilkerson! You and your family will be staying in the coral suite for the duration of your stay. I think you'll find the accommodations suitable for your needs," he added.We got out of the van and a woman walked up to us smiling, carrying a tray of drinks – all had umbrellas!!Jason. "Seems like you've been enjoying yourselves?" he asked. "OOhh, we were just snuggling up watching a movie baby! We must have both dozed off. You know shopping always makes me tired. Now let's get ready for dinner." An hour later, the phone buzzed and we headed for dinner with Georgie and Chas. Steve was wearing a nice pair of black trousers with a tan shirt and shoes. I was wearing a black spandex gown, full length, with no underwear at all underneath, and thin spaghetti straps on my. About ready to cum, I pushed in one more time all the way to the balls and exploded in her, filling her ass with gallons of cum. My orgasm flowed into her, her cute tight butt milking me dry, as her orgasm subsided. Finally finished cumming, I pulled my softening cock from her gaping asshole and untied the belt pinning her to the bench. I took the bikini top gag from her mouth and put it in with my clothes and her bottoms in the pile on the floor of the locker room. I wrapped her gorgeous body. He was a robust, handsome man just over 30, and Millie was the petite blonde daughter of the owner of the local mercantile. She was demure, polite, and gracious … all the things men want in a wife. But there was one serious problem. She was only 17 years old that summer. Dad would talk to her after church while trying to keep an eye on me to make sure I wasn’t putting a potato in someone’s tail pipe or pretending to wrestle around with one of the other boys just so we could try to look up some.