Yes, of course, sandwiches and pastries sounds very nice. Thank you!” When she put the phone down: “So that’s what they call ‘afternoon tea’...”It was about fifteen minutes before there was a knock on the door, which Barbara Albertson answered. A young girl, probably in her mid-teens and dressed in a light-grey dress and wearing a white apron and also lightweight headwear, similar to a nurse’s and matching the dress, pushed a laden trolley into the room.“Would Madam like me to serve?” she asked,. I did so, and he straddled me, takingmy head into his hands once more."Now I'm going to fuck your face again, sissy. You're going to swallowmy cock and we're going to get some great pictures while I use your mouthlike a cunt." I opened my mouth in anticipation. He shoved his cock allthe way in with one thrust and began a series of steady strokes. Therhythmic *gluck-gluck* of his efforts were loud in my ears.Intermittently he gave a loud whistle and I heard the smartphone cameraclick. I placed. I followed suit and we just laid there. Waiting for the rain to start coming down.“You think we will survive this one and remain dry?” He laughed.“I’ll be impressed if we do.” I replied while looking at the ceiling.About seven minutes later the first droplets started falling down. Harder and harder until it was completely raining. A few drops of rain made it into the corner of the little house, but other than that it was completely dry.“Well I’ll be damned! It bloody worked. Well… for the most. This was fun for all. No one would be bothered by our uninhibited application of sunblock lotion. We paid special attention to Rick’s manhood. We wanted to enjoy those parts later today.It was a perfect day to walk on the beach. The temperature was very comfortable 27 with wind only 1 to 2 meters per second. Rick pulled his team close with his arms around our waists. We started walking. The wet sand felt good on our feet. The sun was shining. We were in love. We felt safe and comfortable with.