His hand remained still but he looked her directly in the eye defying her to object. When she offered no resistance, he began to slide his hand gently...back and forward lightly across her openings, barely touching, yet still invading her privacy. She took a step back, and almost instantly his hand was on her shoulder holding her still. He pressed his hand between her legs again, and brushed back and forth, holding her still until he felt her relax. The reluctant willingness delighted him, she. "Come in and talk to me in a minute. First I have to make myself comfortable." It's funny really. We all have to go to the loo, yet we find so many terms to disguise the fact, or sneak off so that no one knows what you are up to. I gave her the minute or two, and when the cistern flushed, I slowly entered the bathroom. She was looking at the shower controls. I flicked the main switch, then showed her the local control for heat and power."Oh bugger! I forgot to bring my shower cap." Hang on. I. I was turned on more than i had ever been and was hard as a rock again. He bent down and kissed me and asked if i enjoyed being his bitch. I did and i wanted more. He said he had more for me and after the shower he told me to dry off and sit on the couch. He was sitting in his chair on the phone when i sat down talking to someone. He told the person i had juat sat down and to come over get a piece of his little bitch and then he told whoever ot was to bring them and then hung up. He said. Rosa found a nice sandy sheltered place between two rock “walls” and indicated this was the place to set up beach “base”. I opened the beach blanket a cast it flat, then opened my holdall to get the blanket and lotion and placed them on the blanket together with the water. I looked up and looked at Rosa. She crossed her hands below her crotch and held the hem of her dress and then pulled upwards….slowly, as women do when they know someone is looking. I could not resist it – I turned to stare.