I stormed off and ran up to my room, not even having the courage to drag her down to her cage as punishment. How could I torture someone who couldn't ...ven keep a straight face if I spanked her? I buried my head under the covers until I felt the urge to sob pass. I couldn't imagine facing Bambi again that day, much less Isabella, but it was only mid afternoon. So I did what any manly man would do. I went over to my dresser, found my flask in the underwear drawer, and drank myself u*********s. As. ..not horses, anyway", an expression of what I thought might be a smile with just a hint of a leer on his face.I smiled at him as well. I don't know why... just the feeling of two people who understand each other quite well, I suppose.We chatted a bit...our purchases packed and paid for, we sat down for a cup of coffee.At some point in life, the "kinks" are old enough to know who they are, and to know who their compatriots are....bullshitting diminishes...and a sort of ballsy honesty takes. Could feel the dampness and started to stroke back and forth. It didn't take long and I could feel her clit harden and she started to moan.Stick it in brother she said. I need a good morning fuck. Slowly, I entered her and started to fuck her with long and deep strokes. I knew that I would last for a long time since I had to pee. I reached around and started to finger her clit. This set her off, she pumped herself backwards into my cock and in reality she was fucking me.Wet your finger and. “I’m going to do afew laps in the pool and get some sun; that should wakeme up. If that’s OK.”“Of course, Dear,” she said. After she left I grabbed a beach towel and went out tothe pool. Still in my boxers, I dived into the deepend. The cool water woke me up and I started doing theAussie crawl up and down the length of the pool. Ibegan to feel the blood flowing through my arms andlegs, and the painfully tight muscles started to warmup and loosen.When it felt.