But as we thought, most everyone there was too busyhaving fun to notice me, and the rest could care less. Notto mention the fact that there couldn't h...ve been more than30 people on the beach. (By afternoon there were still onlymaybe 50 people there) We ended up a fair distance fromthree girls that were to busy laughing to observe us. Twoof the girls had even taken their bikini tops of. I wasn'tpositive, but I was pretty sure the cutie in the yellowbikini was actually a guy. Not just because he. I told her I loved rubber and which toys I lovedto play with, she seemed quite interested when I mentioned the variousanal toys I had. I even told her about locking myself in chastity whichreally seemed to peek her interest. As I was doing this I was gettingcloser and closer to climaxing and she seemed to know this. She squeezedevery last perversion out of me and watched me struggle not to cum forsome time before saying."Would you like to cum slave." Ohhh yes please Mistress," I pleaded."Come. ." again that rattling sound, hechecked the peephole.Todd shook his head and stifled a chuckle. The dirty slut was humpinghis doorknob! Hot sweat poured from her furrowed brow, smearing hermascara as her pert nose and pouty lips flared with the magnitude ofher indecent, desperate arousal. She'd say anything to get the cock shecraved!"The answer is still no," Todd explained calmly. "You're not foolinganyone; I know who you are, and I know what you want. And I'm movingon. I don't want to be. "You've got something going with her... ?" No... not with her!" Leon admitted. "If you knew her, you'd know that that's out! She goes for other women..."Christ! The answer he was fishing for had been too obvious. "Then... it must be women? Those models working there... ?" Fred queried."Yeah... that's it," Canfield mumbled. "Linda feeds me names, addresses and telephone numbers..." Is that all... ?" No... She makes sure the girls are... well, you know cooperative!" How does she do that?" Oh,.