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I told her to take it easy because I didn’t want to have to leave her alone if she did get sore. She just said that I’d have to kiss it better if she did. We even drove through some built-up areas and stopped at road junctions with her frigging away. We found this really nice beach and Lucy wanted to go for a swim. I asked her about her lack of clothes and all she did was open the car door, get out and walk down to the sea. As I chased after her I looked at the people there. Lots were staring at her. They stared again when we got blowjob out of the sea about 30 minutes later. The flight home All good things come to an end eventually, and we had to return home. Lucy’s return home outfit consisted of her material less thong under her fishnet little black dress. She got a funny look from the Greek security people at the airport, but the part that she enjoyed the most was from the middle-aged man sat next to her on the plane. He couldn’t take his eyes of her tits; and you should have seen his face when she squeezed passed him to go to the toilet. When she went she faced away from him to give him a great view of her butt; but when she came back she faced him. He looked like he was going to have a heart attack. Part 05a - The Erotic photographer We stopped at the pub on the way home one night and during our conversation I told Lucy that we had another client that’s in the sex trade, one that specialises in B&D scenes. “What’s B&D?” Lucy pov asked. “It’s bondage and discipline.” “That sounds like fun, when can I meet him?” I laughed and told her to slow down a bit. “I know that you like having your butt spanked;” I said, “but this is serious spanking; one that hurts and cumshot leaves dark red marks on your butt. Sometimes even drawing blood?” “It sounds interesting, but I’m not sure that I would like it.” Lucy said, “We’ll have to try it and see.” “One day.” I said. “Soon.” Lucy replied. A month later we were heading over to the photographer’s big studio. Harry (the photographer) gave us a guided tour as soon Hardcore as we got there. He told us that most of amateur the equipment that he’d got in there at the moment was bondage stuff; that was what people wanted photographs of at the moment. Now you just stay right there and be cumshot a good little bitch. Molly was dressed a lot more liberally now. Behind me, Sonja was starting to whine, impatient and lonely. The time was amateur nearly two in the afternoon. I fisted my dick, precum spilling out the tip. Zina smiled slightly, “Yeah dad, she still does.” “What, are you saying pov you liked my black dick?” I picked up the reflection in the mirror then asked, “Red shirt with black and white stripes, looking away from me?” He nodded again. Almost like a cock tipped vibrator, she felt the hood of her clit peeking out between her two plump lips and the force of the water Hardcore was almost like her fingers at night when she attempts to blowjob fondle herself to a satisfying climax. My eyes were watching the guys with amusement. Alistair continued, smiling.