My master sent for me to retrieve you later but I thought I’d come early and have a little fun first.” A lecherous grin spreads over his face as h... draws a sinister looking dagger from a sheath on his belt. My heart pounds painfully in my chest as I force a sneer at his words.“Don’t be an idiot, you can’t touch me,” I level my gaze with his, finding strength in the truth of my next words, “he’ll tear you apart.”Undeterred, the demon stalks toward me, knife poised in front of him, disgusting. I was always wet when I knew I was going to have sex with Hector.I slid him inside me easily and I sank down as far as I could. I felt him hit bottom and push just passed it. I loved the pain of him stretching me every time we had sex. I began riding him. Slow at first but picking up speed after a few seconds. I was trying to pace myself, but it wasn’t working. I just wanted to fuck him hard and ride him like a bucking bronco. The rougher the sex with him the better. I moaned and clawed at his. But to return to the penultimate day of vacation, I found myself badly pouting and moody. After breakfast usually go to a beach near the hotel, yes I said let's do something different to me still lift morale and all telling the rest of the guests of the hotel told us a more distant beaches but much prettier, virgin to speak, that is not very touched by human hand. It was an hour drive and we decided to go. The husband prepared the necessary beach I ran to the supermarket to get juice, water and. She casually applied it as we chatted. Moments later, Lacey leaned in and gently placed her lips on mine; the tips of our tongues tangled briefly and I tasted the scented strawberry gloss as they parted. I reached up slowly and my fingertips traced down the front of her blouse, lightly brushing her breast and across the slight protrusion of her turgid areola. She broke our kiss and opened her eyes-- her shimmering stare locked with mine.The next hour passed with a playful game of.