" A short pause, "every place you kissed me."We sat looking at each other steadily for a moment. I reached out finally and put my hand gently on her a...m. "Dearest Lyn, I want to kiss you all over." My fingers moved the barest amount on her arm, closer to her breasts. "Every place." I repeated.Lyn sighed and I moved my hand, and slid my sweater over my head. Lyn's eyes darted to my chest, and I heard her gasp. "Oh Kate, you are so beautiful! I want you so very much! I want to hold you in my arms. The picture of herself out there cumming over and over while she licked and fondled my prick was raising her heat exponentially."Yes, Master." What a wanton slut you've become, haven't you slave? Display!" I ordered.She leapt to her feet and displayed for me. I ran my finger the length of her slit and showed her the signs of her arousal. "Yes, Master," she said. "I am a wanton slut. You've turned me into a wanton slut. I'm a wanton slut for you, Master." You're a wanton slut for everyone,. The furniture was fabulous! The view, spectacular! But the most impressive item about my place was the pictures and plaques hanging on the walls. Mom grabbed an old photo album from the coffee table. She asked me if I remembered her giving it to me when I left home for pilot training. I remembered the album but not all the pictures inside. Events that I clearly remembered from my childhood were captured and frozen in time. In each picture you could clearly see my parents, my older brother and. Suzanne smiled sweetly at me, and I took her offered hand and said, "Of course, that unfortunate business." Yes, yes," said the captain. "Well, while you've been off gallivanting, she and her sister - I believe you've also met Brigid - and a friend of theirs have been visiting the camp."I nodded and watched Suzanne lick her lips and take a breath to poke out her lovely boobs. I wondered if she still had my old shirt. I remembered Brigid too and what we had done in bed that night and next.