" In that case, the proper form of address would be 'Mistress', don't you think?" I'm sorry, Mistress. I await your punishment." Oh, this isn't punish...ent, little slut. This is just a trial of new crops. Now, I expect you to keep the count. I will tell you when I am changing to a new crop, and which one I shall use, but you are to keep the statistics. Understood?" Yes, Mistress." Very well then, we'll start with the tan one. Appropriate, since I shall be tanning your little rear."I lifted the. The older folks would go out later, because they did a great deal of drinking while on vacation and probably woke up hung over every morning. Whatever the reason, Larry and I were usually done by the time the older folks got ready and went out to play. This doesn't mean I didn't get my opportunity to see the object of my many teenage fantasies. I got to see her late each morning as she and the other women (some of whom were not so bad either) got ready to go out on the course. Ms. Nancy played. “How does it feel sir?” she asked as she smiled at me, it was amazing “You have done this before Sally, haven’t you?” I asked and saw her nodding her head smiling, “Yes” she said, “I do it for daddy” she said softly and that said it all.“Do you think we should take your shorts off?” she asked, “daddy says the lotion will stain them” she said and she couldn’t be more right, “Yes OK” I said “If you think its ok” I said and her little fingers went inside the waistband as I raised my arse to let. ..he always had one too many when his wife was away, but at least he was a good boy this time and was alone in his bed. It was 6 am and as he yawned he felt his morning hard on press against his boxers. It was just natural to him to slide his right hand into his pants and cup his balls, they were warm and loose and he gave them a squeeze letting out a soft groan. His hand moved from balls to the base of his shaft and he slid it up to his head where he rolled back his foreskin. He loved that.