Grace laughed. She stood up and faced me again - she had a closely cropped mound in the shape of a landing strip.“Let me see you now ... I felt some...hing quite big before” she teased.I stood and quickly pulled my polo shirt over my head, revealing my chest with its sparse covering of hairs. She ran her hand through the hairs commenting “I love a man with a hairy chest ... I’m not at all keen on those who wax theirs”.I unbuckled my trousers, released the top button and lowered the zipper. They. The other had a large green lizard across his chest. Their shirts were off because of the heat but also, George thought, just to show off their decorated bodies, which were, needless to say, also taut and muscular. Since he worked out regularly at the gym he knew that he was probably just as strong as they, but even so, a thirty-year-old body does not have the glow of such younger ones. He sipped his wine and thought that it would be nice to be down there in the greenery. They had flopped. .."I moved up and held out my hand. "George Papandraeous unless I'm very much mistaken."He allowed Vikki to slide until her feet touched the floor, but as he did his hands were suddenly on the cheeks of her naked bottom and he was blushing furiously. "Oh M-Miss V-Vikki!" he stammered stepping away from her and taking my hand and shaking it as he looked at what she was, or rather wasn't, wearing. "You, you're..." he faltered as he looked Vikki over from head to toe. "Your skirt it... Oh me. ”“See that now? Already you are being more obedient, and I am feeling generous, so I may just let you cum just this once. But not just yet.”“Thank you Master. Whatever you wish.”He worked her pussy and clit for a good ten minutes more, then stopped rubbing her clit and fisted up his hand, poured a generous amount of lube over it and her pussy, then pushed it inside her. She never thought she could ever stretch open that wide and though it hurt some, the feeling of being so completely filled was.