“I did not know that Master’s little slut enjoyed such attention or I would have brought you these sensations before.” Those words make my mind ...race, “slut,” and “Master.” Words I never before heard him say before but they rang as true and pure as a crystal bell and at that moment, I knew, I saw the truth. Master had always been with me, hidden in shadows of my heart. Hold on to him tight, Baby Girl, I said to myself as my Master began tending to his wilful, little slut.He placed a hand just. The boys agreed and Jack pointed the boat towards shore as Tom and the girls brought in the tackle. With all of the equipment stored where it belonged, Jack increased the speed and headed for shallow water. He pushed the buttons on the GPS as they skimmed along the smooth water. He yelled back to his crew that they were over thirty miles from the beach house.Jack slowed the boat and anchored in about four feet of water. The girls took the food from the cooler and made sandwiches for all of. She looked me straight in the eye, but did not say anything other than to ask me if I would like some sugar. “Yes I would love some”, I thought inwardly, “Yes please, two thanks”, I said. We retired to the lounge and sat opposite each other, me in an arm chair, and her on a two-seater couch. She kicked of her shoes, put her feet up next to her on the couch and wiggled her toes. As she did, her thigh length black skirt rose up slightly and I realized how long, slim and sexy her legs are. I felt. And I braced for penetration. But instead, his dick slid smoothly over my pussy lips without entering. “Mmmm!!” I moaned as the tip of his dick brushed against my clit. He moved his dick back and then rolled it over my crotch again. Goosebumps sprang up all over my body. “I am not going to force you to do anything you aren’t ready for.” he said, rolling the dick back and forth over my pussy. It was the weirdest sensation. A thick throbbing cock so close to my pussy, brushing against my labia.