”“Uh-huh,” I panted, my hips swiveling, my ears brushing the top of the tent when I reached the pinnacle of his dick. “You make me so wet. You...’re such a wonderful master. I have to please you!” “You’re doing that,” he groaned as my pussy clenched on his dick.Kora’s eyes flicked open. “Sven?” she murmured, sleepy. “What’s going on?”“I’m riding Master’s cock!” I said proudly, my small breasts bouncing before me. My fingers curled, scratching at his chest. “He’s so big. He fills me up!”“Yes, he. “I’ll make it work for me. I am not a child. And in a couple of weeks it won’t matter about shifting plans. I’ll be at least functional.”“We still need to talk about that,” Liz said to my departing back.I turned to look over my shoulder.“No, we don’t,” I stated.Much to my surprise, everybody appeared happy to let me sort things out on my own – after Liz came upstairs to help me into my other sling after a shower. I hadn’t called for help to dry my back and she didn’t comment on the places that. I tried to struggle away but his grip was too strong 'now, now we ain't gonna have none of that, do as I said and we will be out of here soon'. Slowly I reached up and unzipped his trousers, an musky smell waft from the opening, I reached into his zipper and felt his old cock shaft, it was rigid and stiff I had trouble getting the cock loos from it's prison. Once I had freed it, his cock sprung out and almost slapped me in the face. 'That's it boi, take and jack it slowly now, come on you. She looked down at my golf shoes and remarked, proffering a noticeable wink, “You’re looking quite spiffy today.” “Thanks,” I mumbled. Heather looked over her shoulder for Ted. “I think he is washing his balls,” she remarked. Almost immediately, she caught herself and added, “Golf balls.” I had to smile. “Of course,” I replied. Heather had a great sense of humor and she was not shy, in the very least. She knew she was pretty and she used it to her advantage. Out on the practice green, Ted.