"You're in noposition to bargain, Joanna," she replied, after a long pause, "and Idon't appreciate being spoken to in those terms. You will be punishe... forusing that sort of language with me."I remembered, perhaps belatedly, that she held all the cards and therewas little I could do other than appeal to her better nature, assumingshe had one. The last thing I wanted was more strokes of her riding crop."I'm really sorry, Miss Smith," I replied, now sounding rather contrite,"please don't cane me. It was as if nothing had happened. They talked, they swam and they still wanted his help in teaching them how to improve their diving skills.Still with tension in the air, but all three feeling a little safer around each other, they went to the pool where both girls started practiced their diving skills again with Lucas watching them and advising.After a few days of this, they felt relaxed enough to go to his apartment where they played some board games and talked at great length about. Juice trickled teasingly, maddeningly through the wild thicket of her blonde cuntal hairs while her swollen. Pussymeat throbbed with unspeakable lust. She swayed slightly from side to side, her tits swinging together. The nipples were turgid, tingling with excitement as she curled her toes into the soft, itchy hay stubble at her feet.Christina had nearly draped herself over the horse, embracing him by the neck and cooing softly to the beast while rubbing her naked body back and forth against. However she seemed hesitant to start, as if she was trying to decide if she should or not. As she stared at my crotch my cock started to grow, it was soon above the water line, standing proud. I watched her open her mouth, but she didn't speak, she seemed to be mesmerised by it. My cock was throbbing in anticipation of what was to come, I was desperate for her to touch it.I said in a low voice, so I wouldn't startle her, "Please will you wash me."I wasn't sure if she had heard me, but then her.