Mandy and I had finished showering each other after having some fun at pool side, and paying particular attention to each other’s intimate areas. �...Would you like to come back to my Caravan for a Drink, and a get to know you chat?” Mandy said with a wink and a smile. “How could I refuse such a sexy woman?” I replied. With that, she took my hand, and we said goodbye to everyone else as we left the pool. As we walked along the gravel pathway Mandy was telling me all about herself, and how she lost. "Both girls rolled away as if they'd been electrocuted. "We weren't fucking!" Annette got out. Trina just looked sheepish.Mimi eyed me. "Am I going to have to watch you all the time?"I blinked. "Well, no -- I just thought that this was within the guidelines..."Mimi thought about it. "Maybe it is," she allowed, "but you should probably get some kind of permission before you start molesting my relatives -- or maybe THEY should get permission before molesting YOU!" We weren't doing him!" Annette. I want to hear you say it." Please, sir, fuck my ass," she begged. "Fuck Mistress's slave's ass! Rape me, hurt me!"I pushed hard into her dry ass, and then pulled out. I spit into her asshole and shoved in again. She was screaming and begging, asking me to fuck her harder; to use her; to hurt her. I fucked her as hard as I could, and despite having cum in her mouth earlier, I was ready to cum again. I slammed in as deep as I could and came hard. As I did, I reached around and pulled at the. Dr. Anderson had a tall limber frame fron years of long hikes to archeological dig sites, and her b-cup breasts and ass were the better for it, but that was for herself and the occasional boyfriend she managed to avoid pushing away for a few weeks to see, not her staff. She currently was standing over a map of her dig site, reviewing what she knew so far, her long brown hair tied back in a messy bun, to keep it out of her face.Her research had lead her to the discovery of an ancient Sumerian.