..yes Miss...sorry Miss,” he stammered. Sal stood up as well. “Good,” she told him, her tone slightly lessened. “That will be three extra str...okes of the crop for your disobedience though.” “Yes Miss. Sorry Miss," he said as he moved quickly out of the room. In his bedroom he quickly stripped off his shoes, socks, trousers and pants. He stood looking at his reflection in the mirror for a moment as he stood there in just a t-shirt. He was trembling; he could see that, yet he had an enormous. "God, that looks so amazing," I heard Amie say. I looked down and saw our friend was sitting up, her hand still working away at Beth's young pussy. I reached out and pulled the back cushion off the couch, making a little more room. I rolled with Beth, staying buried in her virgin ass, until we were both on our sides. I lifted the teenager's top leg to get a little more leverage, and began to fuck her tight ass for real. She gasped on each full stroke, while I pounded her hard. "God, that's good. Lisa was so happy to be walking arm in arm with her new husband, although she was sure that as she walked through the hotel she caught male members of staff smiling at her in a way that meant they knew she had fucked 3 of their co workers. They left the hotel and walked down along the beach listening to the waves and watching the sun getting lower and lower. Eventually coming to a small restaurant along the beach which hubby had found for them earlier. The scene could not have been more perfect. After the flight, last night, and this morning, I feel awkward asking you to call me Miss Marshal. After all I’ve had your dick in my mouth. As well as a few other places.” Janet began to chuckle. “This isn’t the home office, so I guess we don’t have to be so formal”. “Well, if you’re not going to be so formal, you should take your hair out of that bun”. “Oh, I wear the bun to keep the hair out of my face all day. I get really frustrated if I don’t. I think it makes me seem professional..