"I want you to touch me on my bum.Wherever you want for as long as you want and... everything."Although mildly disappointed that the game hadn't laste... longer, Mr.Prand was happy to get his hands on those soft satiny ovals, to giveeach one a squeeze, and to make their less-than-eager owner whimperaudibly. Getting behind Jack, Burt performed the same ritual ofobtaining permission. For the second male maid it was even moreuncomfortable. He panted and sobbed. Mr. Prand was ecstatic. He. As I went out of view from the rest of the beach I noted he was in the water and just behind me.As the alcove opened-up to reveal a small sandy stretch, with two people lying on it, engaged in full intercourse, he came in behind me, 'Dont let them see you', He whispered into my ear, his cock pushing into my ass and his arms encircling my waist, I did not answer as a sudden surge of sexual desire overcame me, and I started to engage him, reaching behind and guiding him into me, and within. Just him, my father. 

It lasted forever, this new feeling. I loved every second of it and even whimpered when he would remove his tongue from anywhere near my asshole. The next feeling was quite different from any of that. My sac was enveloped in a hot and moist cavern between his lips. His tongue was there to cradle my little orbs and flesh. I think he sucked on it too, but at the time I remember not being too pleased by that. It felled like he could swallow my sac whole and it kind of. I teasingly stop at your back hole and press a little harder, let you feel the vibration on your ass, but your muscle doesn’t give way and your back door stays closed, for now. Then the vibrator is making its way farther down, over your pussy lips, already slick with your juices. Reaching your clit, still hiding under your fleshy hood, I press the vibrator on it. Smack . My hand hits your ass again. “Five,” you moan, the sensation of the vibrator rippling through your clit. You had longed for.