I reply, “Please let me suck your cock, Master.” “I thought that might be your preference, you love sucking cock, don’t you? You are such a l...ittle slut, aren’t you?” “Yes, Master,” I reply, “I am a slut who loves to suck your cock. Please, Master, let me suck your cock. Please, Master,” I beg. “Tell me, slut, why should I let you to put my cock in your mouth?” “Please, Master, I will do anything you want.” “Yes, that’s the point,” you say. “You are my slut and are here to do whatever I. I explained that if I did it for her it was between just me and her and she couldn’t tell anyone. She agreed. I had her get in my lap. I told her we needed to make sure she was good and wet. She grinned as I put my hand under her top and got hold of a nipple. Her nipples were rock hard. As I toyed with her nipple her eyes sparkled. She placed her head on my shoulder and whispered she was really wet now. I whispered to her that she needed to undo her shorts and let me check. She did and I. As he got up you could notice a change in volume in this trousers. You looked at him and winked. “That’s some guaranteed fun later on in the hotel,” you told yourself. You turned around and yelled, “No ice, please!” “Okay, fine!” he replied. As you rolled onto your back again you didn’t notice that your moving around caused your top to shift a little and one of your nipples had freed itself. You sun-tanned on without worry. Marc returned with the next round of drinks and saw you were suffering. “I don’t want to come yet,” Lars gasped. I sucked him harder and harder. “Please...” he moaned. I felt him lift me up, his cock coming out of my mouth with a large “pop”. He put me down on top of the outboard and pulled my shorts off. “Commando... you naughty girl!” he laughed. “And a shaved pussy, I love it!” His head disappeared between my thighs. I could feel his tongue licking and kissing its way up my thighs. He grabbed my legs and pushed them wide open. I fell back, catching myself at the.