...................My eyes opened and I was sitting on a beautiful veranda, overlooking theocean. The smell of the ocean air, the warm breeze and the ...weet flowerysmells from all the gardens around me made me feel like I was in heaven.Across from me in a lounger was the same woman I saw earlier. She wasreading a magazine, sipping a drink. I looked down and my hands werefolded in my lap. I had been sitting straight up in the chair wonderinghow I got there. The odd thing was, I couldn't move. I. Her face and chest grew red. Darius continued his gyrations as she convulsed and shouted out time and time again as her orgasms gripped her nervous system.Finally, with every muscle in her body straining and the veins in her neck standing out, she grunted and went completely limp.Darius continued slowly and gently pumping her with his cock even in her unconscious state. Moments later she seemed to come round. "Master," she whispered, "I love you."Until that moment, I had believed that I. "If anyone knows I don't, you should," she added, disengaging herself from June and edging seductively toward her husband. "It's just that I had too much to drink, with dinner and after... Come here, you great big wonderful cock. I'll show you what I love doing best in the world." She stretched out her slender arm and lovingly grasped the enormous girth of his twitching penis in her little hand, tugging it gently in the direction of her face. At the same time, as her back was now to June, she. He took a seat on a convenient oil drum, and dutifully she bent herself over his still trousered knees and waited for him to begin. He savoured the moment, caressing her lovely globes, then raised his hand and with all the force he could muster struck her backside with a resounding SMACK. Without being told, she winced and as each smack fell chanted, “one”…smack “two”… smack “three”…, the number uttered as if to trigger the next stroke, his hand stinging now, he set up a rhythm “seven”, smack,.