"I've finished cleaning up after dinner and am about to go down toprepare the dungeon, Mistress. I just wanted to know what type of wineyou would lik... for afterwards? I have a very nice red that I could setto breathe, if you think that would suit?"She didn't answer immediately, as if she were carefully considering thepossibilities. In reality, she was simply reveling in her view of hersubmissive flushing red with excitement from this mild humiliation shehad imposed upon him. The. She walked over to her bed,lay down on the soft satin sheets,grabbed her magerzine and began to read.As she flicked through the pages,her gown slide to the side exposing her upper thigh,as she moved her hand down to adjust the gown, her hand glimpsed against the material of her panties,causing a slight tingle.This caused her to touch her pantie material with more intention,she began to rub gently on the inside of her groin,fingers brushing against the warm crotch of her panties,gently pushing. She didn't know exactly why – maybe something maternal - but she loved a man sucking her nipple.The taste of salt on her nipple was absolutely exquisite, and he couldn't wait to get her back to the beach, to expose her, and himself, to the surrounding world. Lifting her as he exited the water, he kissed her all the way to the bottom of the dunes. There he laid her on the sand and leaned over her, undoing both strings on her bikini top and hurling it away, not knowing if he would be able to find. I'm so sure she was egging me on each time she bent down.She asked if I wanted a coffee or anything, which I accepted, so our conversation took us through to their kitchen, which is a small and cramped affair, meaning we were in close proximity to each other whilst we were in there, so I decided to try my luck by "accidentally" having a grope. The next time she had to squeeze by me, I happened to have my hands at just the right level and managed to get a tit right in each of my hands, so gave a.