My eyes were opened and I liked what I saw. The leather men, all in tight shiny leather, shades and usually with a leatherboy at their boots; mistress...s with slaves, male and female, often in the shiniest of rubber of all colours and designs. Some were goths, some were naked and many were in various outfits of a bizarre nature that seemed only suitable for one thing, sexual gratification! All the details are somewhat vague now, but I still get flashbacks to that night when I ceased to exist as. She noticed cabinets above the examination table and didn't even want to think about the contents in them. Would they really sit in these chairs and take notes all pertaining to her? She never liked attention and was a rather shy person- especially around young men. It didn't seem fair. She was a "nice girl". Everyone told her so. She had sex only a few times in her life, and wasn't the type to use her killer looks to take advantage of guys. She was the type who was embarrassed about letting. Waters glance at the sunbathers and freeze.Brad noticed at about the same time and said, "Holy crap, those people are naked!"Within a couple of seconds, the Waters all knew they were on a beach that was unlike any they had ever seen before. I turned to Brad, smiled, pulled off my bikini top then removed my sarong. I decided to leave the bottoms on for a while until I saw what was going to happen.Mom turned to Mrs. Waters and said, "Well Sarah, we can turn around or go on, what do you. When I was done I walked, naked, to my computer desk. Picking up the TV remote I turned on the news to see what was going on in the world. As I sat there I began stroking my flaccid, sticky cock and thought of Lynn.As I gripped my dick and began to masturbate, my legs reached out straight as they flexed into a long relaxing stretch. I closed my eyes and stroked as I imagined Lynn’s hand moving along the length of my hard on. After a few minutes of this I launched another load of cum. This time.