To the point, that is," Trish sad slyly. "What a coincidence..."A sense of dread creeped over Davie's father. What the fuck was she doing way out here... Why had Randy brought her here for a swim unless... Christ, why had he allowed her to go with that kid anyway? He should have known better... "Oh well, we might as well go for swim with them, lover. Then we can find another spot of our own..." the scheming blonde said casually. "It'll be fun to surprise them."Peter didn't answer. His jaw was set. They are treatedand wear the attire of a pre- teenager which includes frilly petticoats,blouses, skirts and dresses and jeans and trousers are not permitted.When the hormones start to kick in and the first signs of breastdevelopment becomes evident, the clients are treated as a 13 year oldstarting female puberty and have more choice as of what girly clothingthey would like to wear.Lucy was initially dressed in pretty dresses, always accompanied bypetticoats for the first three months of her. It was almost ninety minutes from when I came to until I guided her into the marina. I took the helm, now feeling I could manage despite the persistent headache. I motored slowly among the floating docks, gradually working our way toward our slip.Charlotte tied us off forward while I was able to deal with the stern line. Once moored, I killed the engine and sat down on a stern cushion once more. Getting up and down was still producing dizziness, as was moving my head too quickly. It wasn't a. " he said, "Are you ready?" I nodded, and felt the head of his cock pressing against my hole. He kept pressing, I tried to relax to allow him entry, and then my sphincter stretched and he made his painful entrance. I squealed a little, I guess, because he said "This is nothing, I'll give you something to squeal about." Then he started ramming it deep inside me.Once I got past the pain, his cock sliding in and out felt very nice. He grabbed my hips and started fucking me in earnest, pulling the.