Franz had felt her dampness on his cock. She was ready! He was aboutto have this lovely young woman, and at the invitation of her husband! Oldschoo... chum indeed! Hans had started chatting to him earlier as he hadbeen strolling down the beach, looking at women. When he had commentedthat there wasn't a single female there he'd care to bed, Hans hadsuggested that in that case he may care to meet his wife Hannah? Hans thentold him he was an amateur photographer, and that he wanted to. The instructions were given to the men. One by one they were to get on the large two-man surf- board that would be pulled by the boat. The challenge was for the men to fuck Cindi in the ass, as they were being towed behind the boat. They were to complete the fuck without falling off. The men were to stand, knell whatever behind Cindi and hold onto the same handle as her and stick their cocks into her ass and go off. They had a maximum of five minutes to shoot their load inside her. Cindi would. Wide, but delicate shoulder supported a long thin sexy neck and tapered down to a decent waist. She knew how to walk too. Her ass swayed in a way that emphasized that nice full round ass that was seductively encased in a bejeweled set of jeans. This was definitely going to be fun. Once in the ladies room she turned as if to do it right there, just inside the door but I grabbed an upper arm and shoved her toward the larger stall at the far side of the room. I looked around and was amazed at. ”“I won't bother asking how it's possible. I suspect that's a secret you don't share with people who are new to your little club. But why would you do that to someone without asking?”“I am bringing about a revolution. Asking nicely is not how revolutionaries work.”Allison nodded indignantly. She understood, even if she didn't agree. She waited a few more moments before speaking again.“I was angry... but, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't hold onto that anger. I changed. Jeffrey changed..