The suspense is just killing you. You want my sweet, petite body, but teasingly I will not give you it just yet. I open my legs slightly, letting you ...see more of my pussy as I squeeze my tits together. Your bulge begins to grow more. I turn around, letting you see my beautiful, rounded ass. My hands slap against the cheeks, squeezing them gently. I look over my shoulder to see your hand in your boxers, fiddling with your pride and joy. I smile seductively at you as I begin to part my cheeks,. I could hear her breathing change and her hands grabbed my head.Suddenly, she pushed herself into me and started giving me directions.She was telling me what she wanted and I was more than happy tocooperate.I started to unbutton her tight jeans and she stopped me. "Oh, George."Her breath was ragged. "We're both going to need more alcohol before weclimb that mountain."I hastily made us both another drink and she watched as I downed mine.She grinned as she unbuttoned my shirt. She ran her hand. Her hands were busy digging holes in the sand by her side, short nails full of grit as she burrowed deeper into the cold. Angus wanted to talk to her, to be able to reassure her, but they were trapped in different times, only her pain calling him back to the beach. He could see her hunched shoulders, blood oozing from cuts on her bare feet where the sharp stones of the rock pools cut her when she was wandering aimlessly hours before. He could feel her emptiness. Even the pain was receding. Soon. He looked into her blank eyes, her face still overwhelmed and shocked from what was going on but there was a sudden awareness in her eyes and she gently closed them and then passionately looked back up at her new master. It was the look he was waiting for, for it meant his plan was coming along just as he had hoped.He spanked her one more time with her still staring at him passionately, this time with her biting her lip as he did. He then sat her back up and said, "Now, are you going to behave.