We ate on picnic tables outside in the sunshine. It was relaxing, refreshing, and downright fun. The people who lived on Flathead Lake were a mixture ...f hard boiled, outdoors types and extremely wealthy Californians, who flocked to Montana for low taxes and relief from the overly invasive California government. They commingled seamlessly and seemed to enjoy the vast social difference between them all.We booked Norm for another day to take us to Wild Horse Island, the largest island (in terms of. Be his little slut in bed. He'll start doing things that you never expected." "Yeah, like asking me what I did with his sweet, little Sarah. I couldn't bear to freak him out, Ben." He shook his head and smiled. "You're not listening to your old pal, Ben. He's waiting for you to find your inner slut. Put sweet little Sarah on the shelf for a while." Sarah smiled uncomfortably at her drink while she stirred her straw. Ben didn't feel like he really convinced her, but it sure had been a fun. Even the desk was organized and with a piece of parchment laid out and ready to use with a quill and ink bottle. There wasn’t a single item out of place or a speck of dust visible anywhere. Even the fire wood next to the hearth was neatly stacked. Vala thought that having her chambermaid for a lover apparently had other advantages as well. Vala gave a small start as Branwen emerged from the bedchamber carrying a broom. She had thought the rooms were empty. Branwen apparently didn’t expect to. At this point my cock was throbbing. My sweatpants were tight against it and my precum was leaving a wet stain. I slid a finger into her pussy. She moaned almost as if she were in pain. My finger could barely fit inside of her. She was definitely my tightest victim. I had scored. I took off the white t-shirt of my victim and sat her up. Getting one leg on the side of the round bathtub to open her legs wide. I grabbed the soap and squeezed it all over her chest. I rubbed it all over her breasts..