She led “Slutbitch” and “Cockstud” to the sofa, her, by the lead and chain, him, by the cock.“Stand here!” she ordered him."Bend over you ...ittle bitch!" Her arse facing him, Kat began to remove the biggest steel butt-plug he had ever seen from the woman’s tight asshole.“mmmmmMMMMMMMMMM!!” groaned the little slut - and pop! her asshole was free.Kat lead her to kneel on the sofa, her glistening oiled arse facing the audience, her pussy and anus displayed for them all. “Pump your cock Cockstud .do. White paint and blue trim on the outside. Comfortable and casual on the inside. The beach surrounds it. The sand reaches into it. Everywhere. The cabin is a great place to visit but it isn't the place I want to live.The nearest cabins are far enough away that sunbathing can be done discreetly. Not that any of our family are blatant nudists. Still, there have been a few moments of a complete unburdening of our cares. Especially before the kids were born. Since then we've introduced it to our. Here, I can fully whip my cock out and enjoy myself. At least, I think that's okay.I pick a booth and settle down inside, locking the deadbolt securely. I sit on the plastic resin chair, grab a tissue from the thoughtfully provided dispenser, and pull out my willie. It's already hard in anticipation of sex scenes, not to mention the naughtiness of being in this temple to masturbation.I browse through the dozens of "channels", pausing several times on sexy scenes, before finding myself. Holmes hit her writing desk, demanding silence. I hadn't paid much attention to the newcomer; at that time, to read an excerpt of a book I was supposed to have read at home seemed far more important than to look closer at a stranger. When Megan went past me, heading for her chair, I felt a jolt inside, my heart galloping like a wild horse... "Megan Lockwood, you say?" Mrs Holmes asked."Yes," Megan said, facing our teacher.There was a pause in Mrs. Holmes' voice but the obvious was there to be.