Later, in their shared room, Helen gushed, "Wow! What a hunk! He can guard my body any time!" Then she flushed. "Sorry! I'm not usually so bold, but I...never met a man who turned me on so much. He's not only great looking and well dressed, but has such a combination of strength and gentleness. He looks like a guy who would protect rather than hurt a girl! And his manners are so refreshing! Am I out of line here?" she asked, embarrassed. "Is he yours?"The apparent Virginia laughed. "No, we are. I am spread, balanced on my 4? heels, legs shoulder width apart, arms stretched above shoulder height reaching for the distant walls. He returns, pulls my skirt up to expose my pussy and arse, and runs a single finger along the length of my drenched vagina. I cum; knees buckling, head thrown back, arms straining against my bonds. I am Master’s Cum Girl, tied, exposed, helpless and orgasming. Life is perfect.I am so lost in my own pleasure I don’t realise he has moved until I feel the hair. ."I am sorry," she said to the nurse attendant ... who had just realized that down was in the direction of the big window and she was standing sideways, as it were. Disorienting ... very. Much lunch was exposed and it too fell to the deck and not 'down' as designated by the hatch pointing at the Lake ... dry heaves.The mop and bucket appeared ... the mop performed its designated duty and the bucket waddled off towards the large opening in the hanger bay. The bucket wrung the mop and poured the. I would actually choose which garments to wear for bedtime, deliberately selecting those most likely to arouse Dad, as I had begun to climax under the steady, unyielding authority of his big, fat cock. In fact, to this very day, an erect penis is, to me, Godlike in its power. I'm a Catholic girl who goes to church every Sunday, but Jesus is the LAST thing on my mind when my hot, pulsing real God is fucking my slit, my ass, my mouth, or the space between my tits! I cannot express in words how I.