Part of it was discovering what a male body looked like in the nude and how it differed from her own female form. Another thought that occurred to her...was how Alan had been willing to trust her enough to put himself in such a vulnerable situation. Trust, she thought, that was the key, and by his actions he was showing that he trusted her. She approached him cautiously from behind. She really wanted to please him, but wasn’t sure how she was going to go about it.“Don’t you dare move now,” she. I did not think it possible but her style had gotten better. It was slower now more stroking and head bobbing, before she just licked the tip and half way down now she was going full deep throat. At the same time she played with my balls. I grabbed her hair and guided the strokes. Stopping to get some air she went over to the edge of the bed and sat there. Leaning on her right hand she began stroking her wet bare clit.“suck my pussy you dirty bastard”Obeying her command I knelt on all fours. My pain hummed in the background, a low constant buzz, as the warmness from my loins started to overwhelm my pain.Lucinda took her time, getting exactly what she wanted, exactly when she wanted it. Over and over we repeated this until I was dizzy with exhaustion, pain, tightness and lust. My pussy growled with anticipation as I lapped away at her rosebud. Finally she was done. She stepped back. I tried to reach her, but the whipping post held firm. My eyes glazed over, my world had shrunk from. “I know, I will be able to see it from where I will be staying,” I told him.“That’s great. Nice vacation place. Have you been to the lighthouse yet today?”“Not yet. I will stop on the way,” I said. I could see it from where I was sitting. It was a gorgeous lighthouse, so romantic and mysterious. They said it was haunted, but I had yet to ever feel anything or see anything. Old Mackinac Lighthouse had stood on the shores of Lake Huron since 1889, and had helped many a ship to safety during.