"Kiss me, mother..." Tamera said, breathing harshly. "Kiss me..." A tortured moan escaped from Carla's lips, but she couldn't stop herself from respon...ing. She lay down beside her daughter, wrapped her in her arms, and her lips found Tamera's with an agile, softly sweet possession, and her tongue fluttered hesitantly into the warmly waiting mouth.Tamera was in a torment of agony, and she trembled all over with the strange forbiddeness of the situation, knowing now that there was no way out,. As I walked into the trees, I was surprised to see that she was right, there was guy walking away. I was annoyed at first and called out to him but when he turned round I could see he was as embarrassed as my wife was and apologised profusely. He explained that he was a bird watcher and hadn't expected to find anyone so far off the beaten track. A glance at the bulge in his shorts told me that the brief view he'd had of my naked wife had had an effect on him. He said his name was Scott and as. For a moment I was too relieved about the perfect solution to the thorny problem of a guest not being able to enter her own room to notice the sexual undercurrent. I blustered thanks for her help, and then realised the gears had been turning in her head, and I was only catching up. It still shocked me to silence when she said, ‘Leave for maybe…….hmm…… thirty minutes, then come back. You have your master key,’ she indicated to her door, ‘Just let yourself in.’ She flashed a knowing, sexy. I hadnever felt so helpless and vulnerable before.She then led me to her animal which she climbed and she tied the end ofthe rope to the saddle. So I was going to be dragged behind that weirdanimal naked and tied up... I just hoped she was not going to gallop.She was however, not ready yet. Getting some stuff out of her bag onthe saddle, she came towards me and put some kind of metal strips onboth my ankles. Apparently they were not shackles but rather some kindof anklets which jingled when I.