'And that is indeed is what happened. Robert used to thrill to see her humiliation when on a whim he would command her to kneel in front of him and su...k his cock. She would be, just as the contract had made clear whenever she was in the house, naked and he delighted in the sight of the rosy cheeks of her bum and her hanging tits bobbing as she enthusiastically sucked, caressed and fondled his stiff penis to the point of conclusion when, in his words, she completed her task of being 'his cum. I assumed he was talking about touring a winery or going fishing in the ocean or some such thing. But when I asked, he indicated he meant sexually, not touristy. “What did you think of that we need to try in California that we couldn’t have tried at home?” I asked him. “Well,” he answered, “I’ve heard of this thing called a glory hole. Apparently it is in adult stores, in their video booths. They have holes between some of the booths, and men put their junk through the hole so that the person. Her sister and brother were away at some silly game. She has happy to be alone and have some peace and quiet. She loved them dearly but sometimes they could make her feel so vexed.“Thank goodness school is finished and I have the whole summer to be free!”That was her unspoken thought as she stretched out on the pretty beach towel with the family of flamingoes looking into the setting sun.She was wearing the pretty two-piece swimsuit that her mother picked out for her and that her daddy thought. The entire tale is true – just a few names & locations have been changed – plus probably some of the dialogue ‘cos I obviously can’t remember every word that was said.Back in those days, long before Facebook & Twitter had been invented everybody used Yahoo or MSN messenger and many entered the dark and mysterious world of the chat-rooms.Personally I was an avid user of Yahoo and frequented 2 or 3 chat-rooms for an hour or two most evenings and, to be honest, spent the majority of the time.