.her beuatiful light brown hair, her legs, God, her legs! The vision of them gently swaying over the side of the kayak and she stroked her way throug... the water. The thought wouldn't go away, each time it became more and more erotic. He could feel the growing throb and strained to stop his mind from going there. It had been way too long since he had felt the comfort and touch of a woman. Not since that night at the marina bar. Had it really been 4 months? He had a few too many Gin and. “Nice to meet you, my house is about ten minutes from here, do you mind if we walk?”Shyness prevented Alana from speaking, and all she could was just nod her head. Alana tried not to be shy, but she couldn’t help it. As they walked towards Mark house they began to chat and Alana began to warm up to her new master. Alana had always been interested in BDSM and after reading numerous stories and watching several movies she signed up to an internet dating site geared towards people who were. Kneeling down I order her to hold up her skirt. Spreading her panties apart I feel her tight hole melt over the edge of my finger tips. Soft, delicate and slightly open. I smell her gently and hear her whisper down at me,“Dylan, the next five minutes are yours, fuck me!”I stick my tongue deep in her cunt and her taste blows me away. I can’t get enough of her soaking wet cunt. Realising there was more to taste I looked at her asshole. A beautifully crinkled, dark asshole. It was so neat and. “Piece ’o cake!” Lisa said, grinning. “I could do this indefinitely!”It was true. She loved blowing things up! Carving new topography across the face of the planet was something she’d never thought of. And besides that, it was loads of fun!“You sure are easygoing, lately,” Tabatha observed. “You’re don’t even smart-mouth your mom anymore. I’ve never seen you so relaxed and cheerful. You and Mac find a new way to fuck or something?”Lisa chuckled. “Something… Maybe I’ll tell you some day. Right.