So we had a pattern: two hours of work in the morning when it was relatively cool, then hit the beach.We kept on gooping each other up. Frances relaxe... about it and still wanting to be gooped all over. Kate or I always happy to do that, same thing with Ben. I was also noticing that Ben wasn't so little anymore. Not surprisingly, he especially liked being gooped there.Ben also was taking an interest in gooping his sister as well as his mother. He and I even gooped each other now and then. Kate. They were the same brand she had used in her apartment.. Once a week the shower would be turned off early, she was led over to a soft table where she was laid on her back and shaved totally. She had never been completely shaved before this but now every week, the stubble of her pubic hair, legs and armpits was carefully and gently removed then she was returned to the shower to finish her ablutions.The towels were always fresh and she could tell by the roughness of them that they were sun. At this point I am still wearing my leather thongs with a hole for my dick and balls. She is curious and looks over for a minute. You grab my dick from behind me and start stroking my dick in front of her. I am getting close to cumming when you stop and grab my chest, turn me around and start licking my stomach and nibbling on my nipples again. She turns to us now and begins to play with herself in front of us. You then grab my cock leash and bring me back to the bed and lay me down. You lay. She sauntered towards it, a smile on her beautiful, pale face. ‘If anything is worth finding in here, it will be in that light,’ she muttered to herself. The light trickled through the cracks of an ancient iron cast door. She wrenched it open, and shielded her eyes. What she saw next was nothing like she anticipated. This particular cave had been done up like a medieval bedchamber. Tapestries hung from the cavern walls, matched by lush and lavish woven rugs. A fireplace had been carved into.