Meg moaned, and grabbed Alana’s hand and guided it down to her pussy. She moved the soap around her mound, switched the soap to her other hand and m...ssaged the soap in and out of Meg’s pussy, brushing ever so slightly across her clit. “Ohhhh Alana, that feels sooo good baby.” Alana inserted first one, then another finger into her slit, frigging Meg’s pussy. She moved her thumb into a position where she could swirl it around the clit, pushing the button and moving it around with the right amount. Spanks them”. “No way”, I said, “no woman is spanking me”. “You were the one who kept on about learning to swim and you promised to go along and try hard, and on that basis I’ve said yes and paid. So you will go. You were right, it really is time that you could swim”. When I started to argue again she told me that I’d have to explain to my father if I was going to waste their money and refuse to go. That stopped me in my tracks because I knew he’d probably cane me too for being so. See how easy it is?"Natalie grinned.She and I had trusted each other; she was the only friend who knew thesecret of my prosthetic breasts. Why should I stop trusting her now?Her plan was to use me as a model of a Celtic fairy but set withinmythological scenes. Because of the campfire on Monday I was a littlelate, but Natalie was all set up and ready to go. At first I only had topose in my underwear, and she just sketched me as if I were nude. One wasof me as an impish Diana rolling golden. As she started to cum her legs were buckling under the tension of a massive orgasum. I could see and hear a wave pleasure wash over her body as her pussy quiffed and farted several times, her legs were shaking like bambi her eyes rolling with pleasure. I kept eye contact with Sue throughout her expression seemed to be willing me to rub myself harder, even cum, which I was on the verge of doing. It was then I realised I was enacting my own fantasy, but not with my wife! This was exactly what.