The sand feels good on my feet and between my toes, and it reminds me how long it's been since I last visited a beach.I set up the beach towels while ...kylar finds a place to get chairs. The spot is close to the water but not close enough for it to reach us. Surprisingly, there aren’t many others around, but I assume that’s because it’s still pretty early. Like in the resort, being nude is treated as a normal practice, so I don’t get the full satisfaction of my fetish. That craving deep in me. She slid her hand into my pants. I groaned at the feel of her sliding into my fly. Vanessa glanced down, her eyes widening. Shock rippled across her face. She shot Aleah a look. My sex slave winked and then pulled my cock out the slit in the front of my boxers.She stroked my cock as the nun was going over the use of the eye-washing station. I stared at her talking while that delicious hand pumped up and down my cock. Vanessa squirmed beside me, her large breasts jiggling and bouncing in her. Not to look was not an option we ever considered. We seemed to sail around in circles for the next two weeks and were about to head for port when a tremendous storm erupted. I heard some sailors say they had never seen anything like it and our ship was tossed around like a toy boat in the bath of a two year old. Father and I were urged to remain below decks but when we realised that the ship was taking on water we ventured out as we were sure that it would soon sink. It was the last time I. He was still tryingto cope with these strange sensations when a new imposition was madeupon him: headphones, or perhaps ear defenders were put in place,muffling all sound."What the fuck...?"No reply. The woman gripped him firmly by the elbow. This helped alittle with the balance issue, and he found he was able to shuffle,under her guidance.Edging forward, Matt sensed that they were leaving his darkened roomand heading into a brighter corridor. They moved along this, andpresently a familiar.