It had stopped raining and the sun was emerging from behind the clouds. Back at the tent, Ryan took the towel off me and disappeared to have a shower himself. I busied myself tidying the tent and Hardcore deciding what to wear. I knew that Ryan would want me to look sexy; and probably have the vibe inside me so I changed the batteries ready. I heard a noise, looked up and realised that the tent door was wide open. A couple of the guys were stood watching me. I smiled and said, “It’s going to be a good day cum today.” “It juicy already is.” One of them replied. Instead of putting the vibe inside my pussy I put it in to my bag and went back to deciding what to wear. I still hadn’t decided when Ryan returned. He went into the case and got out a floaty, thin cotton micro skirt that is slightly see through, and a short tank top that is so thin that you can see the colour of my jewellery. “Shall I wear my jewellery?” I asked. “Just the barbells and stirrups please lover.” Ryan replied. In humping a way I’d wanted to wear my chains as well but I was sure that Ryan would have a reason for me not to wear them. As we headed to the circuit we were joined by some of the young men. We passed some of massage the stalls and tents of some of the vendors selling just about anything that anyone would want. One gazebo/tent was advertising Massages. We all laughed, including John and Diane. and suddenly we were alone. When it was over Tom just sat there in a daze staring at nothing. Her oral skills are better than any other woman that I had ever been with in my life. The island was simply just a training camp and only a lucky few as Sarah had put it was kept here. I have present for you.” “That he was waiting for his son.” The girl behind the check-in desk had already threatened to call her boss if I kept trying to get her to come up to my room, and the hookers that hung out by the hotel bar were so worn down I probably wouldn't even feel a thing, unless I would have pulled off the - quote, unquote - accidental anal gig. My dirty, hot, pussy juices gushing, spraying all around onto the basement walls and floor, making a puddle underneath me as he continued to violate me with his thick, pulsing, hard dick. There she sat recollecting what had happened. " Take off your sweater Mrs. C. and show daddy and Mike your tits." She reveled in the feel of Wade's strong arms around her, the heat of his cock pressed between their sticky bellies, and especially the way he was looking at her. He knew the house was empty today. “That was amazing!”, she said not humping knowing they weren’t done. I approached her. She ran the cloth around her hips and then her upper thighs. She said staring at the floor. I waited an extra five minutes or so but everyone was anxious to get started so when no one else showed we went up to the room. I kneel down on cum the floor at the edge of the bed. "Please don't get up... you need more rest." That, after mind-controlling her into being my girlfriend and seeing how hot she found that, I thought it would be exciting if she had the same powers. Then it hit me, Hardcore that thing that touched my leg. As she twirled massage her tongue around the cock in her mouth, someone grabbed juicy her hands and put them on cocks on either side of her head. “Well, I don’t know about you, but I’m ready to fix something to eat . . . Once outside she turned to the first trash can and deposited them inside. I'm proud of you." My buds throbbed. The next morning Mia slowly woke up.