BEATEN even! Incredible... and by no means unrewarding.“Put down those bags Julia,” said Quentin. He was still standing alongside Madame Vesta, wh...se face remained quite impassive throughout. She was simply the organiser, and a very good one!Julia obeyed. It was automatic.Down the hatchway and then forward, into the guest’s quarters, set amidships. Quentin opened a door, and Julia stopped. Quentin waved her in. Nervously, hesitantly, Julia entered the luxurious double cabin. This was, indeed,. I took my panties off and she took them and buried her nose in them. 'I want to smell what your pussy is going to taste like,' she said. That was me my pussy just poured cream at the thought of her sucking my juicy lips.She took a finger and slipped it into my throbbing hole...man I was gagging for her. I could just feel her lips sliding up and down my crack and her finger gently probing inside me. 'I got to feel your cunt.' I told her. She stood in front of me and slipped her panties. She looked at him deeply. ‘I’m ready.’ He looked at her seriously. ‘Are you sure?’ She smiled at him. ‘As sure as I’ll ever be.’ Brendan slowly entered her, his thick cock filling Amy, but she felt him stop at her hymen. He looked at her intensely. ‘This is going to hurt, but I’ll be right here, okay?’ She looked at him and nodded, as he thrusted into her for the first time, breaking her hymen and causing her to cry out in a sharp pain. Brendan held her face in his hands, his lips inches away. But the star of the show was definitely Lady Macbeth. I had an incredibly talented young actress named Cali Marx who made the transition from scheming wife of Macbeth to the shell-shocked waif wandering the streets crying ‘Out damn’d spot!’ That girl was going places. If there was any way I could help her there, I would do my damnedest.And the morning after the show closed, my family and I were in the air to Ohio. We celebrated Shelly’s seventh birthday with her grandparents and on Saturday.