”“We don’t want cute, Soph,” Rob said out of the little speaker. “We’re going to use these photos for your Instagram.”“But I don’t h...ve an Instagram,” Sophie said.“You do now,” Rob said. “I started it while I was waiting for you to call me. I’ve already got it linked to your streaming account… you already have two hundred followers.”“Really?” Sophie said, her face getting flushed. “How is that even possible?”“Easy. I just posted a screenshot from your first live stream.”“Rob you are so smart!”. We left the bar and went to a motel, he was in his car and we were in ours, but he came to our suite, and he was still watching my husband grabbing me in the garage, lifting my skirt up so he could see my butt and my panties tucked in. I put my husband's cock out and kissed it, then I took it and pulled it out for the fit, and our friend watching everything and accompanying us at a certain distance masturbating. I took off my blouse and skirt, and paraded in very small panties for him to admire. As her finger slipped through the portal she finds herself in front of what she can only consider a monster.The land she stands on is orange sand.She can see dozens of odd creatures roaming around a ran-down village. None as big as monstrous as the one standing before her. “Gub” he grunts “jun hub guntin” he motions towards her“W-what?” She shakes. “I don’t understand.”“Gub” he motions again “guntin”“I don’t know what that means” she feels tears welling up in her eyes. She was on solidly. To find a place with chirping birds and grass that didn't itch and blue sky and gentle breezes where we could make sweet, gentle love without a care in the world. But it wasn't.We paid our $2 each and entered the park.There's a section that has some sand and is treated as a beach. There was the usual assortment of noisy children running around with everything from air mattresses to inner tubes to swim fins with or without masks and snorkels to the young ones with the water wings around their.