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Martina smiled at me as she sat beside me and we tried without much success to steer in one direction. Finally we gave up and just let the boat drift across the water.

She gave me another description of herself, so I might recognize her. Last night, I gave myself a long nice shower in preparation for today, and I thought of our hot chats. "Wow, I did..." she started to say when I interrupted her harshly by aiming a spray of pee straight at her face. I wondered if her mind wasn't dirtier than she would let on, because now she was "in the mood" she didn't know any boundaries. She had a few clunky rings on her fingers and several bangles that clattered on her wrist.I went past their table and looked at them meaningfully while dropping the spoon there. I pulled my fingers out and pressed both hands tight together, spread the thumbs apart and then shoved all eight fingers inside her.From the market square we went on a walk down towards the river. "The way I know us we rather piss on beauty standards." Martina didn't say anything but steered the boat towards a small overgrown island close by. When we got there, we got off the boat and walked naked through the thicket until we were sure nobody could see us. I heard her gasp for air, but she bravely pushed back.(We didn't feel comfortable sending photos at the time.) I just said she'd know it's me - that's how it is as a redhead, you'll get noticed. And I just peed nicely on my hand and rubbed it all over my tits while I thought of you doing that to me. What she couldn't swallow she let run down her tits, where it dripped on the floor. "Blast my cunt, slave," I replied and pulled my twat wide open.So I drive to our meeting point and the whole time I'm thinking about what I might do with her when I meet her. After all, I masturbated several times with her, and she knows more about my secret longings than anyone else. You know, like that one time." I nodded and remembered one of our chats, when we found out we both liked water sports. When I was finished, her white top was soaking wet and had a yellow stain. She licked the last drops out of my pubic hair and then looked up at me. I wanted her to look deep inside my hole, into the muff of her mistress, which she had to obey and be obedient to.I found the market square (thanks to GPS) and the icecream parlour as well. She wore a pair of tight, stone-washed jeans and a white tube top which accentuated her body nicely. She looked at me once more, just to make sure, then pushed it in with all her strength. Something deep and animalistic, wild and furious broke loose within me and made itself heard with a guttural, primitive scream.

She didn't lie about her breasts, they were nice and big and nicely shaped. Martina looked at me startled but I grabbed her arm and motioned her to fuck me faster, harder, mercilessly. I thought how this dirty submissive cow was finishing me off, how she did everything I told her to, how she revelled in obeying me and how I, and only I, could do that with her. The orgasms shook my body and I didn't even notice Martina pulling her hand back out.

But then, I'm just a 34 B, and I'm a sports hater. I grabbed her tight butt while I pulled a nipple with my teeth. " I didn't answer and instead worked her some more with the plug, then pulled it out and pushed it back in, over and over, until I could fuck her tight "latina ass" nicely with it. "That's how you like it," I hissed in her ear.

Besides that, she was very submissive and wanted me to call her my "slave". " I asked the waitress as she was passing by our table again. "Straight up the ass." "Oh yes, mistress," she answered.

One thing lead to another and I soon had my fingers on my pussy while I tried turning her on. I bit her breast harder and slapped her bum: "How do we say? So you'll be satisfied with the cunt of your servant." I nodded and turned her around towards the wall, to get a better look between her legs.

Martina couldn't or wouldn't masturbate by the computer, but made sure I got my fair share. The bathroom was very small, just a tiny room with a sink out front. There, I noticed the little slut didn't come unprepared: A nice, black plug was lodged firmly in her ass.

I thought it odd at first, but it seemed to really turn her on, so with time I enjoyed our little role-play as well. We live about 200 km apart, it was summer and we were both curious. "I'm such a little anal whore who needs it up her asshole constantly.