I sucked and sucked and I could tell that he was getting close to coming but he pulled out and just stood there erection pointing into the air. After a couple of minutes he walked round the back of me and rammed it into me. There was absolutely no resistance as I was so wet that I could feel my juices running down my legs. I screamed, but not from the pain, I had re-composed myself enough to remember that we were putting a show on. Jon went in and out as I moaned quite loud. I was getting close to cumming and I thought that Jon was too. Then it happened, we both came at about the same time and I screamed as much as I did when the cane was hitting me. When he pulled out of me I stood up and Jon then told me to ‘assume the position’ but facing the audience. When I was down there I could feel all our juices running out cum of my open hole. Jon came and stood over me and let the amateur juices from his dick drip onto my face and I licked them off. After that Jon told me to stand up and take a bow, the show was over. We both went over to the bar (still naked) and the manager gave us a drink. I couldn’t sit on a stool like Jon had because my backside hurt too much. The manager said to Jon that I “was quite a woman” and did we want a permanent job. I was glad that he said no, I had really enjoyed it but I don’t think that my backside could take that every night. After we had finished our drinks we went and found our clothes (Jon wouldn’t let me wear the shorts), and said our goodbyes. When we got back to the hotel I asked Jon if we could have another drink before bed and we went into the bar and he perched on a stool while I stood next to him. There was hardly anyone there and after the drink we went to our room. As we were getting ready for bed I noticed the 2 older girls on their balcony talking and watching us. I looked in the mirror and could see lots of bright red wheals all over my backside. Tuesday August 4 Jon wouldn’t let me sleep tits late and I had to get up and have a shower before 8 o’clock. I was still thinking about the previous night and how much I had enjoyed myself and I told Jon as we were walking into the restaurant. I had forgotten about my backside until I sat down to eat my breakfast. I asked Jon to take a look to see if the red marks were still there. He didn’t need to look; he has already seen them, even below my T-shirt. That meant that other people could see Hardcore which worried me a little. After breakfast we packed a bag and drove to the harbour in Ibiza town and got onto a ferry to an island called Formentera. The journey took just over an hour and it got quite windy which presented a problem as we walked around the boat and when it came to go up the outside stairs I’m sure that I gave the people below me a great view. Come to think of it Jon must have been showing a lot as well. When we eventually arrived we walked up the harbour and to a place that had lots of bikes outside. Jon said that it was the best way to get round and judging by the number of people masturbating in the shop he was right. I shot my load but kept sliding in and out until I started to get soft and mum relaxed enough to let us go. Austin and I both shrug and we decide to go sit by amateur her. I mean, I already was down on her , and her cunny was right there, right in front of me. Into showing me your gorgeous pussy? "Yeah, Hardcore something like that. Already a drop of cunt cream fell onto the bed. She teased the tip with her juicy walls, squeezing and relaxing, driving me wild. Not only my masturbating guardian had betrayed me in lust but my own body tits betrayed me as well. “Yeah!” Tammy agreed excitedly. If you aren’t gagging shortly, then I’m going to have him fuck your ass with that horse-cock that he has an there will be absolutely no lube,” I tell her. I ask, confused. The room went quiet. “No, Domina.” I whispered back. By then he was fucking her so hard and so fast from behind. I leaned back onto my elbows, my breasts rising and falling in my blouse. After several minutes of his pumping she felt a small cum shock deep in her pussy, oh god he’s not going to make me cum or is he that what he really wants through her mind. “Wow… how does it work?” I could almost see it in front of me. "Almost . . . They kissed while the orgasmic euphoria waned, and even after his cock finally slipped out of Deana's body, she was still holding on with all four limbs. I wondered if she would try to bolt directly, a sword that transfer sin is obviously not something that would be approved by any good religion. Are you sure now?”