And, though I would never have admitted itthen or later, the tales I had heard of humiliation and rape had turned meon as a budding woman and had me c...ressing my sex when abed, as I imaginedmyself helplessly bound in the hands of drunken Japanese soldiers who neededme to tell the plans of the upcoming attack. Of course I always told them,crying out as I orgasmed, such was their erotically imagined brutality tome.Our management board met on the Thursday before we were to fly over theweekend to. So... I sat there like a good girl and chatted with him for a while.All the time I was staring at his cock while he flexed it for me and made it strain and relax, strain and relax, with just his muscles…The bastard was just flexing his huge black cock for me to see. As we were sitting in a darkened place, where nobody could see us, he pulled out his cock from his thin pants.I gasped as I saw the veins down the sides; he was so hard now.I liked the huge mushroom head. It was very, very big. Or maybe it was just because the tropical sun was less intense late in the day and the more tender body parts could then be safely exposed!We stopped and played in the water a little bit at the far end of the beach before we turned back toward the resort. I was wearing a special suit I’d bought for the trip, a very skimpy white bikini that was mostly straps and strings with just a couple of patches of fabric that covered my nipples and a small triangle in front on the bottom; it also gets a. I delighted in the rubbing even more now, relaxing to the feelings, losing myself in the attention, the massage.As they continued turning my skin red, I could feel my level of arousal overcoming me, and as the Headwoman and her assistant gently kneaded my nipples, I was pushed gloriously past the point of no return, and I orgasmed spontaneously, my body shivering as though cold, my muscles clamping as a groan escaped my open mouth. The Headwoman looked down into my eyes. She smiled."Yes, Leear,.