The angle, my descent, how he didn’t take his eyes off me yet I landed on target with no wiggling needed. He had to be seasoned in the art of sex, b...cause my landing was perfect. My head hit the pillow softly, and the pillow sighed while adjusting to the curves of my neck. Smooth, yet with buoyancy, the pillow had enough firmness to steady my pretty face and allow some recoil, so I could float up slightly and allow him to kiss me without any unnecessary movement to adjust myself. His hands were. She said, “Open the hooks and do it fast.” I said, “Wait and enjoy yourself there is a lot of time.”But she was in a hurry. I then went ahead to open her hooks and started sucking her back. She stopped me and turned herself and removed her blouse. I asked her, “Why didn’t you wear any bra?” She said, “I want you to take me to bath as soon as we reach the bungalow.” I said “Ok.”I was thinking that how much plans they are making for my enjoyment. But now when I was going to suck her boobs I saw. Satisfied he was plugged enough Madame loweredthe winch and he stood up again. ?This is just a taste of what you can expect, now we have to get you bagged.? Sheturned and from the bed brought over a rubber body bag. She unzipped the frontand dropped it to his feet. ?I do hope you are not going to be a problem, if so you will be severely punishedwhen I get you home.? Although he wriggled and struggled, Madame seemed tofind this amusing as they gripped his ankles and slid the bag over his legsand. It just came out of the oven,” she explained.“Anything I can do to help?”“Just open your mouth wide and swallow. Otherwise, my feelings will be hurt. Although I doubt I need to worry about that. I’m a great chef. It’s my second best skill,” she added with a wink.I sat down at the table and watched as Lauren set aside our portions and came to the table with two steaming plates of casserole. She leaned down over my shoulder and placed mine in front of me, her petite chest pressing against my.