Six foot tall, fair hair, good looking face with an attractive profile, broad shoulders, narrow waist and, most important of all, an oversized sausage hanging limp between slim thighs.

Short, slim and attractive, with long blonde tresses normally pinned up under her nurse’s hat, she was a captivating package with an enormous sense of humour.  Overdue for a mature relationship with the opposite sex but, somehow, apparently not interested in what she was missing.

“What? You on a nudie beach?” The youngster giggled at the thought.

“I said she was experienced,” Paul tried to justify himself, “and she is quite young. Most people seem to think she’s a looker, in an innocent sort of way and she certainly knows how to please a guy.”

Gorgeous thighs, slim and parted sufficiently to reveal her intimate slit. If it wasn’t for the bush of fair hair at her groin, her body would have the perfect curvature of a juvenile.

‘She’d really like to pick up a fellow to ease the itch niggling at her core,’ she reflected, while making her way towards South Parade pier.

Within seconds they were both naked and locked into an embrace. The two females, both accustomed to providing pleasure to their male clients, soon became soul mates in their endeavour to satisfy each other in a manner that only women understand.

“Oh, yes,” she whispered. “My birthright makes me one of the chosen few.  However, many more will share our glory with the sanction of the Master.”

“Your man has been watching him watching me?” Sara choked slightly.  “That’s a considerable invasion of privacy!”

“She’s a demon of the night who will visit you through your dreams. She will take the guise of whatever woman you currently lust after and make love to you in a fashion you’ll never forget,” Miller stated softly.

“Yeah, you could say that,” the youngster groaned. “When I get a hard-on my cock’s bigger than a copper’s truncheon and my bum’s branded with an owl riding a snake.”

Slamming the door shut, she breathed a sigh of relief. She’d survived, but wasn’t sure how. ‘Still, at least she was safe now,’ she thought, just as the hand came down heavily onto her shoulder.

Warm, tender and very happy, she wriggled and panted as the passion consumed her body.

She kissed his groin, licked his shaft and teased the bulbous head with her tongue. Tasting the aftermath of their previous coupling inflamed her appetite for more. It was necessary to get him inside her again; she realised as her vagina twitched with anticipation.

“Bloody hell mother, for Christ’s sake get your feet back on the ground,” her daughter exploded. “You’re not suggesting some celestial being dropped in and shagged me?”