Then the fem-sprays went into over pressurisation, in the confidence of creating a smell to attract. There was a brief overpowering heady mist of Trop...cal Rain and Paradise Splash in Chastity’s room.Geez they were focused, they had fifteen minutes still for a confirming lingerie selection: presented to each other’s critical eye; lacey knickers and camisoles being flung out for appraisal from the depths of their travel bags....the briefer the better....Saul wasn’t in a hurry. This was his only. "Stop", she commanded and he immediately let the cock out of his mouth. "Stand up and bend over the couch", she indicated the big high backed sofa and he obeyed. She stood behind him and positioned the cock at his ass hole, he shivered in fear- wasn't she going to use any lube? She started tracing his entrance and he shivered again. "Please mistress, can you put some lube on my asshole?" he asked timidly, afraid he might be punished. Without a word she stepped away from him and then turned. The pilot explained that higher up was tinged green by introduced trees such as Norfolk pine planted in the days of wooden ships, in anticipation of a need for future masts. Bamboo stands crowned the top of the dead volcano, and at a lower level were Mexican thorn mesquite bushes planted by BBC engineers in 1966 which had since spread around the lower volcanic ash fields and were now seen as invasive and in need of cutting back or eradication.He stopped talking as they got closer to Wideawake. She'd never wanted children and that had helped preserve her. Most of the single men she knew would ask her out on a date, but she just hadn't had the time to do anything about it and she didn't have the inclination. She'd split up with her childhood sweetheart who she had married almost twenty years ago and from that point to this, almost two years, she'd immersed herself in the shitty little bridal wear job. In fact, not only had she not had a man in her life, but her ex-husband was the only.