I love you more than anything else, sweets and I always will, Samantha.’ ‘But …’ ‘Don’t talk,’ ordered Fred as he moved dangerously clos...e to her. He took the glass from her hand and dumped it far away. She could breathe in his scent, making her crave for more of him. ‘Why do you torture me, sweetie? Is it not enough that I spend my entire day thinking about you, dreaming about you, wanting you?’ asked Fred as he rested his forehead against hers. ‘Even if I am in a meeting or in the office all I. Quickly you bury your face in her waiting pussy…. Thrusting your tongue deep and making her cry out loudly…. Not caring now if anyone sees you eat her pussy and clit, sucking it into your mouth and biting her clit with each move… you feel the guys hand move up and start to massage your balls…. The blonde starts to ride your tongue faster and crying out louder with each move, suddenly your face is soaked as she cums heavily her juices pouring out over your lips and chin… Now you can’t hold out. She noticed the tip of his cock poking out from within the confines of his jeans. They stared at each other for several minutes, their passion and desire growing, each waiting for the other to begin the punishment. Finally, Master Paul took the initiative and spoke. ‘Isabella come over here in front of me and get on your knees.’ Isabella moved to face her Master, her eyes never faltering from his and slowly took her position on her knees in front of him. ‘Now Isabella, I want you to push my. Hartwell?" You're naked!" screamed the woman behind Hartwell. The friendly buzz on the beach was now silenced as all eyes were on the confrontation."Mr. Hartwell, members of the board," Jennifer said calmly. "These campers and I are just enjoying the beach as God intended, in the nude. I see nothing 'immoral' going on."Hartwell stepped forward and slapped Jennifer across the face, "Get out of here. You're fired!"The beach was stone silent. The only thing that was heard was the waves on the.