We arrived at the beach and found a table at the beach café. We took one as far away from the kiosk as possible. We sat down, Mistress in a long beac... robe, and me, trying hard to keep the short robe I was wearing closed. A waitress came to take our order: a tonic for Mistress and a Coke for me. We sat chatting until she returned. As she approached the table Mistress turned on the vibe low. It felt delicious and I squirmed on the chair, realizing that I was a little wet in my lace panties. When. I eatfully and then she released me.In what was becoming a common part of the training she had in mind, I wasagain subjected to the tightening of the corset and then prepared for thenight. The latex hood remained in place, and my legs were bound withwide straps, my arms to my thighs. In my ears I could hear the sound ofthe sleep training tape again playing as I fell asleep a bound female sexslave.The next morning I awoke to her gentle caress of my body. Before I wasaware of her efforts, I. George simply wispered "I love you too baby. now go get dressed." Crystal looked hurt but went to dress. George turned his robe aound and went to the kitchen to fix breakfast. George was busy cooking the pancakes when Crystal entered the kitchen and sat down at the table without saying a word. George turned around and almost dropped the plate of pancakes. He got the syrup and sat down across from Crystal. "How many baby?"Crystal stared at her dad and held up two fingers, not saying a word. This. Then he heaved up and slogged in from above, so that all of his throbbing prick ran over her clit.His ass corkscrewed and hers churned. She was meeting him stroke for stroke, whirling as he fucked his prick in and out of her cunt.She folded her legs around his hips, drumming her heels on the hard cheeks of his ass and rubbing them up and down in the crack between. She dipped them into his groin and massaged his balls.Then her feet shot up in the air, pumping as if she were riding a bicycle.Her.