As I expected, it was filthy and stank of piss. Lick the toilet seat he said, so I began to lick it, and all I could taste was stale piss. Clean it up... properly queer boy he said, so I spent the next five minutes licking it. When I was finished, he just pissed all over me and the toilet. Now I’ve marked you cunt boy he laughedthe next hour or so, I was subjected to a hard hand spanking, clothes pegs on my nipples, squeezed bollocks, spat on and having to suck his small cock...and I fucking loved. So ging ich dann am ersten Morgen vom Hotel zum Strand herunter, angezogen hatte ich ein kurzes, luftiges Sommerkleidchen, direkt einen Stringtanga meines Bikinis und leichte Schuhe, sah mir erst mal das Treiben an, die ersten Glasbodenboote waren schon unterwegs und ich suchte eine Liege.Ich fand dann eine, nebenan war eine Liege zwar zur Zeit nicht besetzt, aber es stand schon eine Tasche daneben und auch ein Handtuch lag drauf. Nun richtete ich mich auf meiner Liege ein, zog mein Kleid aus. “Oh God. I can’t take all this. I need to stop,” I pleaded. “You’ll be okay. Just relax. You just need to adjust to the volume,” Jerome encouraged me. But I didn't think that could take it. I was too full. I was stretching too much. As I lay on my back, legs splayed open, my pussy gaping open for all to see, my abdomen continued to swell and my vagina continued to open and moisten. I had to stop this intrusion into me bowels; I needed to get some release. I started to reach down between my. It wasn’t until my oral efforts brought Hannah to a loud and quite stunning orgasm that we both relaxed and remembered she was there. Claire looked daggers at me, but Hannah told her to behave and be nice to me. Then she got up and went to her drawers. She walked over to Claire carrying a black, silk scarf in her hand. ‘If watching Carla and I having fun offends you, then you’ll be blindfolded for the rest of the evening,’ she said sternly. She tied the silk scarf around the girl’s head, making.