They went to a beach hotel for a week’s honeymoon. Trish bravely bought a skimpy bathing suit to take along with a more conservative one and, when s...e saw what women were wearing at the beach, opted for it. Brett was impressed and even more so when they went further down the beach ad found a clothing-optional section. He kept his trunks on to hide his erections bit and Trish took off her top, letting her fine mother’s breasts swing and sway and get tanned. They fucked up a storm after that and. “Eric Trump, I hereby give you this sentence. You shall now forfeit your genitals, all of them, and your marriage shall be dissolved. You shall be collared, leashed, and bound for the rest of your days as a eunuch in the service of whichever person I shall appoint as your Master or Mistress, your owner. Your body, such as shall remain of it, shall not age, nay, its aging shall be reversed, so that you may live and suffer longer still, enduring the agony and humiliation of your castration and. She understood what my desire was. She said,” Its wrong Anand…I am…your sister…how can you think of me…like that.” I tried to remove her kurta which was covering her amazing breasts of size 34, but she resisted. I came closer to her ear, kissed her on the cheek and said,” If you don’t do this… (kissing again)….with me…I’ll tell dad and mom that you are fucking the cook on this bed….let me add something extra so that it’ll spice…up your slutty life…that you are working as a call girl…and you are. My nipples immediately puckered in the cold as I cursed myself for forgetting my drying cloth. Giving it up as a bad deal, I simply squeezed into my shift, water and all. I did not want to soak my plaid for tonight promised to be cold. I did not relish lying under a cold, wet plaid for the night. Certainly, I wasn’t going to even attempt to use any portion of my previous clothing for anything. I swore I was going to burn those clothes they stunk so badly. That was, of course, if I could even.