There will also be no chocolate ice-cream, I'm afraid, for obvious climatological reasons. But I am completely convinced that you will continue to app...reciate the efforts put in by our excellent 'Chef de Cuisine'. He is a man of high professional pride, and great creativity within the boundaries of the aphrodisiac menu."Anna wasn't quite sure what exactly to make of this. But it sure sounded like, just like everything else she experienced here, even something as trivial as her meals were part of. It also meant it had pretty much a private beach with jetty where you could dock small boats or just jump into the ocean instead of having to walk out to a depth were you could enjoy bathing.For me, the intensity of the party was just a little too much for the moment so I needed a break, some time on my own just to chill so I grabed a newly opened bottle of wine and a plastic cup and walked down towards the beach.When I got around the trees that hide the beach from the garden I saw that someone. I guess I should have smelled trouble the day I applied for the job atCoxson & Dicster.There was a guy who walked passed me as I was enteringthe office who seemed to be in a huff muttering under his breath somethingto the affect "they have got to be kidding"... I didn't the rest of what hesaid because I was immediately distracted by the first person I saw:Cynthia.Even sitting at the desk she was an intimidating presence. The huge wallof auburn hair the face that brings most mortal straight men. We kissed each other madly. I removed her t-shirt and squeezed her melons. I sucked on her nipples, madly. I made her lay down on the bed and removed her panty. I removed my t-shirt and pant. I went to her.“We’re doing it?” she asked.“Fuck, yeah,” I said and put my dick in her. She moaned a bit. Tears started rolling from her eyes. I forced my whole 8″ dick in her. She let out a huge moan. I continued to . I leaned forward and kissed her lips.I kept on increasing thrust, and she kept on moaning.