“Relax alright?” he told her. “Trust me, alright?” She grew concerned. He reached out and he patted her knee. He then rubbed it. “Trust me o... this. You’ll enjoy to the very end. Just trust me,” he told her. They looked at each other. The house was silent but then he said “The first thing is for you to lay down, okay? Just relax and trust me.” Without understanding exactly what was going to happen she laid back like he told her and she stretched out on her bed while still in her dress. He asked. Perhaps she should just put the camera down and take care of her growing need. But she couldn’t. She was mesmerized by the sight of the woman taking off her top and letting her voluptuous breasts out into the open air. The man was undressing as well. His body was muscular and tan and his thick cock was standing at attention. They laid down together on the blanket kissing and sucking and moaning. Jane’s fingers began to move across her own swollen clit as the man spread his woman’s legs wide. Young Franny and Judy, the five-year old twins, giggled and turned over and went immediately back to sleep because the foolishness of grown-ups was none of their business. It was a good thing because if the girls had wandered out to the top of the steps they would have been treated to the sight of a determined Johnny riding the submissive Charlotte’s flanks like a jockey determined to win at all costs. He even whipped her cheeks with his free hand and his other was wrapped in her long silky. "Hey!" Paul complained."I wish Paul was MY slave. Instead of ME dancing for HIM," I uttered brightly, and suddenly he was kneeling before me, kissing my feet, trying not to swallow any of the harem girl bells on my toes."Oh, this is NEAT!" I giggled."Please, my love, let me serve you." Tell me what's going on." Anything but that, my love. For I have sworn to another that-- " Paul! Tell me!" I cannot." I held up the mummified penis, though I still did not know that was what it was. "I wish that.