“Personal,” I said. She lifted an eyebrow at me. “I mean, not personal ... personal. But it was a call relating to something I’d rather not ta...k to you about right now. OK?”“Does it involve me?” Liz asked.“Uh, yeah,” I said, unwilling to lie to her. “I’ll explain everything to you sometime later. Can you just trust me?”Liz smiled and nodded.“I didn’t mean to ... spy on you,” she said. “I came out to show you my bikini so you wouldn’t try to molest me as soon as you saw me.”“Do you really think. We both suddenly stumbled on a secluded hot tub. There was a young guy already in the tub; I thought that if we started making out he would get out and go away. So, I started making out and getting very involved with Victor. That night I was in the mood for a nice fucking session and I decided that I wanted my husband's dick inside me and that young guy was not going to stop me.I stood up on the sheet and bent over so that I was laying on the pool deck with my ass and pussy pointed towards the. I couldn't help but notice that her nipples were very large and erect. She used the vibrator on maid Ellen until she also had an orgasm. We watched as these two women pleasured each other.Eventually Mistress Lisa told maid Ellen to untie me from the chair. She removed the gag and told me to lie face down between her legs. She said she wanted to see how good I could pleasure her with my tongue. As I began to search for her clitoris with my tongue, maid Ellen began tying my ankles together and. Quentin smiled faintly to himself. Probably weak from the solid fucking she had just received as much as from her toil, he thought. The naked figures made their stumbling way along the deck, one with her bottom well reddened.He heard Madame Vesta snap her fingers but, of course, Rebecca was not longer duty.„Where's the slave?“ she asked Quentin.„Her Master, Mr Heine, took her away,“ replied Quentin.„Dr Heine,“ corrected Madame Vesta. She almost smiled. „Randy old bastard,“ she added. Then she.