George disappeared from our lives that early morning and I set about having at least one liaison with my drunken husband the next day, before our depa...rture, so nine months later when our beautiful daughter was born, and my husband was none the wiser that my womb had been fertilized by another on that night of expectation.She grew up to be more beautiful than I, tall and statuesque, with flowing locks of pure blond hair, she was a perfectly formed woman by her sixteenth birthday, the beauty of. "I put my hand on his hip."She's fine, ask her yourself tomorrow morning."When Rob turned away I gave his butt a quick rub, and he wandered off up the beach a little ways to where he and Tom and Debra had their own cots set up. Jennifer and Étienne and Marcel had returned a little while ago to the boat to keep George, who was on watch, company. I had the feeling Jennifer wasn't through for the night.For myself, I was thinking this was a good stopping place—for me, for Emily, for all of us. We'd. Amy wasn’t wearing any underwear, which was probably a little surprise for me after dinner. Her whole outfit was out of character for her, she was always conservative and it was hard to break her out of it even in the bedroom. That dress, no underwear was a totally for me, not for the amusement of this bar of animals. Her pussy was cleanly shaven all the way down through her ass. She tried to wiggle free from her humiliating position but they were too strong. Her dress slid up to her waist. Yann, on the other hand, had worn a silk tee, a sport coat and another pair of his circulation-stopping pants. Sean tried to have some decorum and behaved like a gentleman for the most part. He did his best to keep Yann from acting like an outright whore.It should have annoyed me, but Yann's over-the-top sexual innuendos actually amused me. West and JR were definitely not amused. Poor young Paul had never seen a fag quite as open as Yann and spent most of the meal stunned. But for me it was.