I sat the burgers on the table, and secured my purchases inthe guest bedroom. I laid my gown and accessories out on the guest bed,and my tux and every...hing my old body would need out on our bed.As I laid out the last thing my "husband" Fred would need, I heard thecar pull up. Again this was new to me, rarely did I notice any soundunless I was deliberately listening. When Karen came home I greeted herat the door put my arm around her and gave her a sweet long kiss whilepressing my bosom to her.. ?Lazy, fucking, slut.? She panted between thrusts. ?Help me.?The bed slid a bit, badly anchored as he added the bounce of his hips. She kept talking, low, her voice holding a little edge of loving malice, ?Give me your fucking cock. Harder. Harder bitch. Harder, you little whore??Her slap was clumsy, but she followed it with more clever pain, fingers jabbing armpit, finding the tuck into the collar bone, and skittle coloured painted fingernails leaving white scraped lines and fast puffing rose. Our heroine gets to do both!!As I try to evolve this from one phase to the next, I thought you might find a few things interesting, and, keeping them in mind might cast the stories in at least a slightly different light.The Sugar Cane Plantation, in a different form actually exists.It was the impetus for this story. Of course it's not called the Sugar Cane Plantation. And it's not a hidden bdsm club.What it is, is a delightful bed and breakfast near the top of a mountain on an island. I was. I: Can i help u?She(With a smile ): let me see your”s ?I : what your’s?She (with her hand on my lund over my pant): lund, dick, cockShe opened pant till knee but i wear underwear which shows my erected dick then she take off my under ware till knee and told meShe : wowwwww!!!!!!!!!!!! it is 8″ and radius 2″, i want it now and forever and started to suck my cock i hold he hair and fucked her mouth after 15 mins i cum in her mouth then i remove her paul of her saree and pressed her boob over.