Now, more than ever before, I felt an overwhelming desire to not only release who I was, but to discover who I was. I could feel more inside. I could ...ense more inside, more wanting, needing to be recognized and accepted. But, at the same time, it frightened me. This other part of me that I could sense, that I was aware of wanting its own recognition and acceptance, this other part of me was intense and different. I yearned to know … but I was afraid to know. So, rather than accepting and. ‘Oh sorry, didn’t realise this dune was taken he called,’ she spun around covering her breasts with an arm and then falling on to her towel, chest down. Mark waved away their apology, there’s plenty of room for us all he called back noting the girls look of concern. ‘I’m Dave and this is Katie,’ by way of introduction to Mark as he sat himself down next to the girl who was a short haired blonde with average size boobs and a great body for someone who was mid-forties. Mark introduced himself and. ”She was wearing the black pleated mini skirt and black sleeveless blouse along with the black lace lingerie and stockings with the 5” stilettos, he had given her. Looking like a whore was becoming second nature to this scenario and she found she sort of like it.As she walked in I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to her knees.“Okay woman tonight I going to be a little different”, and I put a leather collar around her neck with a leather strap attached. When I pulled on the strap the. . just fuck me," she had said, lying now on her back. Mark had climbed on top of her and passionlessly eased her panties aside, before sighing... "No..why can't work wait? Lets do it properly," as he shifted so his cock was invitingly in front of her, and his mouth traced down her belly again to move to her crotch. She eased him off, laughing. "No, I've got to be there.'' She pulled her panties off, revealing her neatly trimmed but prominent bush of pubic hair. "You've got two minutes," she.