A focus on seasonal products and breathtaking drinks.The ice in his gin and tonic clinked as he lifted it to his lips and remembered their interaction...as clearly as V had. The look of panic in her eyes, then the recognition, that unexpected bite of her soft full lip. He’d watched as she’d busied herself, hiding from her own desire. In the moment she had glanced back up at him he’d known they were kindred spirits.He’d seen her coming. Head down. Not looking. He’d simply let her crash into him.. I could feel every square inch of her tight, velvety warm love tunnel as I passed in and out, my cock reaching into her womb.After several minutes of fucking, slowly driving each other higher and higher toward our journey of pure satisfaction, I leaned up onto my knees and looked down at the amazing sight before me as my giant cock spread Mom’s pussy wide. My cock was slimy and wet with Mom’s thick creamy cum all over it. As I fucked Mom’s wet cunt, her hips would thrust up to match the rhythm. Brian wasn't far behind.When they fell on the bed, we turned all the lights in our room off and two of Carl's men went out into the night. In addition to the camera in the air conditioning vent, Carl had brought two fiber-optic "snake cameras" with him. One was slipped under the door to Laura's room and the other over the top of the door. The cameras were less than a quarter-inch in diameter and just a couple inches long. They slid easily through the gaps between door and frame, leaving the. . Wide open, like butterfly wings, the opening to the vagina, the cunt and urethral tract, like a beautiful flower in early bloom. She could still feel him. In her. On her. The stripes on her arse would be a reminder for a few days to come yet. Her Master's cane, having lovingly taught her a lesson on the importance of not having to voice her every thought. She had no control where He was concerned. She was His. His girl. His baby. His slut. His cock sucking whore. Just ... His!He had worked.