‘Please!’ she said, hips twitching. ‘Make me your bitch.’ He gave her another surge at the word ‘bitch’. He let her that cook in her for a...long minute. Then he abruptly reached into his bag, and rifling around, he pulled out a bottle of massage oil. He slammed it down so that it stuck in the sand between them. ‘Rub this on yourself,’ he said. ‘Everywhere.’ She only spared it a small glance, and then took a look around. His eyes narrowed, and he started to turn away, so she snatched it up.. Kate was the only other person up and she was sitting outside inher open bottom girdle, long line bra and stockings that she hadworn last night - she had not changed for bed!I said good morning and then commented on how beautiful shelooked and how sexy her outfit was.She grinned at me and said, "I cannot believe how much fun we havesince Karl met you and shared his fantasies with me. I know howhappy Karl is and how comfortable he is when he is dressed as hisfemale side and how good a friend she. I wanted my shotgun to have a folding stock so that it would be easier to use in the car. I also asked her to convert it to a box magazine so that it would be quicker to reload. She said that she could do that magazine conversion, but it would take a week. I told her that I would think about the magazine conversion, but I did need the folding stock.Dad examined the RPG conversions and congratulated her on her excellent work. We heard a scream of delight come from their bedroom that night, so he. ..oh yes. Grind my pussy baby...grind my clit. Give me that hard dick! Oh that's wonderful baby....oh baby!" she moaned.I continued to grind her for a while, then stopped and fucked in and out. Then I'd go back and grind, then fuck in and out again. It was with Mrs. Perkins that I discovered I could last a lot longer in bed by alternating these techniques every so often. If I was fucking in and out and felt an orgasm brewing, I could switch to grinding and it would help me to abate the urge to.