"I've heard of having to sing for my supper, but that's the first time I've ever had to FISH for it!" Beth exclaimed."And I've never seen two more bea...tiful fishermen, er, ladies," Greg responded.You'd think that four people who saw each other every day would have a hard time finding something to talk about, but we chatted through our salads and right up to when the waiter brought our meals.We got to the hotel and let the valet whisk the car away—luckily I remembered to take the room key off. Another spank. "Thank you, m'am." Stacy grunted as she supported herself with the palms of her hands on the floor. Claire didn't respond. A power was flowing through her, one she had never experienced. A new side of her was rippling through with the enjoyment and the power of the spanks. Each one was harder than the previous one and Stacy's ass was turning red and so was Claire's hand. Claire breathed hard. "Go lie on the floor." Claire slapped Stacy's ass hard and elicited a wince. "Yes,. His hands feeling my tits. I stood and had my drink in my boots and panty with the dress wide open in front. He took me to his bedroom as he made my dress fall to the ground. I walked topless, in my panty, fishnet stocking and boots to his room, dragging him by one handcuff as he followed watching me semi nude lead him. Once in his room, I found a place to tie his hand to the post. He stood there. I walked to him. Kissed him. Asked him if he had been a bad boy. He told me he has been a very. As we waited for her to ripen fully. We argued half heartedly about locations, wanting an island away from the crowd, where we could have a bure on the beach, it’s doors opening onto a perfect vista of white sand, coconut palms and blue ocean. The calm ocean of a lagoon. Perfect. And privacy. We wanted to be alone. It would be the last time for a lifetime, and we could never have too much time alone. Or too much warm sun and ocean. She was pale when we arrived, we were both pale, and the.