As we passed him we gave him a wave and he waved back.Now I wanted to find somewhere to camp up real quick. So about 200m down the beach Kip and I set...p at the top of the dunes over looking the beach. We were still in sight of the sun baking guy so he knew where we were although he couldn’t see us from his position.We unpacked, I went for a quick swim, we cracked a beer and started enjoying the sun.From our spot in the dunes we had just shy of 180 degree view of the beach, we couldn’t see very. After transplanting from the northeast more than ten years ago, I have fallen for a number of southern men. I love the sound of a Master with a calm soft tone, and Master John fit that to a tee. Finally He offers to give me a brief tour. He leads me through his home, starting in his master wing: his office, bedroom, bathroom and a small slave quarters. Back through the main house, he points out the guest wing, the wing to the general slave quarters and the dungeon. He leads me. ? ?You take hers like you did mine the firsttime, I didn?t get lube she doesn?t either!??True the first time I had broken into Irene?s mommyhole she had pissedme off and I burst into it while I had her doggy style wanting to teach her alesson.? I would have thought she forgotbut I guess when you?re taken rough and hard you do learn a lesson after all,one you never forget.? Irene grabbed somewet wipes she keeps under the bed to clean up after sex and wiped my cock and Nicole?sMommyhole, and then. I have found, to my distaste that the dialects in this most high and foul place, This Wrydia… and the accents, so dreadful, and that there is little that could be said but for me to say that even the voiding of my bowels would sound far better, for I have no good to say of Wrydian. Only the faint presence of the Ballingar tongue, that is it’s only good point. The regional dialects… horrific. But I should not distract myself on the subject of the horrible Wrydian tongue… I am a simple regale-er.