The lantern we had selected hung from a rafter six feet above the floor. There was a cooler that looked like it could have barely fit through the trap...oor sitting in one corner next to the still boxed camp stove. Ashley was standing in the middle of the room, turning in a circle as she looked at everything.I noticed that there were only two small windows. The room was a bit darker than I would have expected. It wasn't until I looked out one window that I understood that the canopy of leaves. Hannah were shouting at each other. She had no recourse but to stroke her clitoris in hopes she got off before the older attractive woman and Mrs. Hannah. She never let Natasha in on the deal because she was afraid that her best friend would think she was suggest they should try the same thing and it would be all too embarrassing for words.Natasha never said anything to Candy, but she was certain there was something funny going on between Candy's mom's employer and Mrs. Hannah because, while. He has a hunch he wouldn't get another chance like this. He masturbates watching her, matching his strokes with each slide the dildo is doing. He stays like this on the door for about half an hour until he can't hold it in. He runs to his bathroom, however. Making a mess on her door would not be ideal. He enters and cums hard into his toilet. He pants."Wow... That was so hot..."Randy cleans up before he heads to his bedroom and quickly changes then goes back to her door. He watches her again,. . but whtcould i say? so after she ended, she wanted toknow more of my girl life: i talked her of my master,of gag, of his bondage, of his cum...she listened to me without a word: at the end she justtold me "go and end with him immediately, for you andfor our children". end? how? i softly cried to thatorder.. that evening we planned a meeting at his home,i was so... destroyed.. i love him and only with him ireally feel myself ok.. how could i talk him, mystrong master, my only love, and say him.