I let her stay in that position for about 10 minutes and then tell her that I am too tired to come see her so she can just go back to masturbating. Fi...e minutes later I go to her apartment and use my key to let myself in, to find she is not doing as she is told; she went back to sleep. This only makes me angry and I pull the blankets off the bed, grab her hair and force her on her stomach.I take off my belt and begin to whip her, even using the buckle end which I know hurts. Her ass and back. I remove my fingers and I get my rabbit skin out and lightly touch your inner thighs with it's fuzziness, moving upwards across your navel, and up to your breasts, past your tits and touch your neck and ears, I lift each breast and allow the soft fur to caress the underside of your tits before going back to your erect nipples. I grab a melting ice cube, and circle each nipple, making them harder and taller. I grab the shorter nipple and pull on it, tying a slender rope that has been twisted. It was time to make use of the spa I had spotted on my earlier walk, tucked away in the corner of the upper deck, away from all the other pools and water activities. I rushed back to my spacious cabin and slipped into one of the many bikinis I had packed. A white, triangle top that barely covered my voluptuous D cup breasts and tiny bottoms that left very little to the imagination. Looking in the mirror I was pleased to see the tan I had been working on was even more bronzed against the white. His pubic area was shaved smooth as well. With a mental slap I pulled myself back to reality. But when I looked up and away from his equipment I realized he had seen my lingering glance. He had a quizzical look on his face and when our eyes met he cocked one eyebrow at me. I blushed in response. All he did was give an amused chuckle and turn back to getting dressed. Flustered, I studiously avoided looking in his direction again. Though all the while I was getting changed I couldn't stop the.
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