Should I invite them to the party that evening? I wondered….not sure. A bit spoiled they looked, ‘Daddy’s little rich girls.’ I’d met Paris ...ilton wanna-bees and, to be honest, they did my head in with their incessant chatter. ‘I was like, this, and she was like, like’, etc, etc. They were playing bad pop on a portable radio. I thought of asking them to turn it off, for the benefit of the other guests. Meanwhile another woman had come down to the beach and had taken a lounger. She had. When Dave had come, she had expected to get dressed, but instead he hadtaken her to his bedroom, removed the rest of her clothes and made her assumepositions on his bed. When she had refused, he had simply moved her to the desired position. As she showed herself, he had stroked her mound, rubbed her breasts, andgenerally tried to keep her horny. It had worked. He had gotten her ready to make love a second time by eating her. Alicehad resisted this. She had never allowed Mark to lick her after. Finally came a long, straight blonde wig, which finished off my female look for this morning. Before I went downstairs to start vacuuming I always liked to add a little bondage at this point. Nothing too restrictive as I really needed to get some housework done, while Karen was out. As usual I simply took out my leg-irons and locked each over-sized cuff around my Lycra covered ankles which would enable me to move about the house fairly freely and at the same time I would be reminded that I. Rocio pattered into the room yawning, still naked. Her skin was creased by the sheets, and her hair was all tousled, but her nipples were aroused. Bella put an arm around her waist and asked, “Tell me, amor , did our slave boy fuck you nicely?” Rocio waved her hand dismissively and tossed her head. “He’s a terrible lay. It’s not worth the trouble bonking him.” This did not fool Bella. “That good eh? Hmmm...we will see.” “You know what the naughty boy did? He smacked my bottom. Look!”She turned.