The year was 1920. The stars never failed to lift her spirits - not that they needed to often, for she was always cheerful enough, but their vast pres...nce awed and amazed her. These were pretty much the same feelings that she had for her father, but she knew it was not mere hero-worship on her part. Lord Burnstein was well-known in the region for his fairness and openness. Unlike other contemporaries, who stuck their noses up at the site of the commons, Burnstein was a friend to them - he was a. No one. Ooh, don't stop."I felt and saw her natural juices moistening those delicious lower lips as my fingers moved to part them and reveal the pinkness and her clit. My tongue flicked back and forward across it and her hips rose to meet my efforts. Her breathing was a series of grunted gasps while her hand worked furiously at my cock."What can I do? What can I do? Oh, it's—" I had quickened my movements, occasionally touching my tongue at her wet entry. Her head began thrashing and she almost. " Not without any lifeguards out here. You can take a shower if you want, though."Steve shrugged. "Better'n nothing."I shouldn't be doing this. I shouldn't be doing this, Liz thought, but her feet were already moving as soon as the pair turned into the men's shower enclosure. She flipped off the upstairs light and climbed, heading toward the window facing the beach.A couple of steps away from the window, she peeked through the glass from behind a stand-up freezer. After what felt like an. Dad sighed deeply, “I suppose that would work. I don’t believe the Co-op knows about the cabin, or that you’re my son, so they would have no reason to ever look for you there.” Dad started looking around then asked, “Umm, where is Greg?”I choked back a sigh, shaking my head, “He screwed up and jumped into the portal a couple seconds late. Unfortunately, he won’t be back until Christmas!”Dad’s mouth just hung open in disbelief, “HOLY SHIT! Are you serious?”He looked at Jamie who was disgustedly.