With her mouth licking pussy, a dildo thrusting into her ass and another invading her precious 'kitty', Maria was deep in the realm of sweet abandon… 0 0 0 Upon the sun drenched Saronic gulf, some thirty-five kilometres south east of Athens lies the tiny, tranquil town of Anavyssos. Without a doubt it is a jewel, in a land already replete with beauty. It is a haven; a town largely born of the need to escape the oppressive...

Maria awoke early the next morning and quietly made her way into the cosy little kitchen. She made coffee using one of Aunt Antigone's antique brikia. She took her cup out onto the front porch where she sat facing the beautiful, lapis hued waters of the Saronic Gulf. The beach was empty and the morning coolness was a welcome prelude to the dry July heat that would inevitably set in as the day wore on. From the corner of h...

At around 7 p.m., Maria opened the French windows, hoping to let the sea breeze into her room. The night was cool and clear but so calm that she could clearly hear the gentle whoosh and splash of the waves on the beach a couple of blocks away. What she did let into the room was the delightful smell of white jasmine and gardenia. She reflected that the house had such a strong personality, that it felt like an old friend; w...