The girls had removed the schooltie that had bound my wrists and I rubbed them, pins and needles painfulin my hands as the circulation was restored. M... gag had also been removedand I took the glass of water I had been offered by Jenny and sipped it."Well well well, what are we to do with you Robin Sherwood. Your a realconundrum, a pepping Tom, who likes wearing girls panties." I satmotionless on the chest and kept my head down saying nothing, out of thecorner of my eye I saw Jenny give me a. Next, she gets out a brown scarf and spreads the soft fabric over her lap. I caught myself thinking that the dimensions were big enough to cover both our laps. Well, at least my erection. She reinstalls her hand back onto the tray, against mine. Our fingers find each other again and the rubbing and brushing recapture immediately.All the while, she moved her heel ever so slightly over my stretched right leg. I feel her sinking deeper into her chair and her head, no more in an active reading. And my lust was now so rampant I did just that, despite the anguished cries Jasmine uttered as the tears streamed down her beautiful, tortured face. “Never mind her crying - she will soon love it!” - encouraged the Madam, as I worked my engorged cock ever deeper into the hot, tight little pussy which gripped it like a velvet glove. It was almost three quarters in now, but the salacious experience was so wildly overpowering that I could not delay my orgasm another second, and glorious. My, you’ve got big nipples. You have a good day yesterday, talkin’ to all the other ancients on the island? Good. Not much to do these dog days of August, might as well tell stories. Scarecrow Island doesn’t have a big dramatic history, maybe some pirates here in colonial days, but we generally stay off the radar. Almost always been a haven for the rich. No, the players ’round here haven’t changed much since ’58. I’m glad you met the Barclays, they’re nice folks. Even showed ya the family photo.