Then I want you to have your way with me."I looked into the box, and confessed, "I don't know how to do any of that. I want to help you though, so jus... tell me how."Instantly she became my instructor. She showed me how to tie the knots and gave me a good introduction into bondage. She told me to stick with what I was comfortable with, and we agreed that ropes would be okay to start. I looped the first rope tightly around her wrist, then roughly pulled her side. I bound her hands behind her. She positioned herself in a way that I could begin my eating her real quick and well. As the husband was in/out in my pussy I was circling the pussy of his wife and hitting her man in the boat on every circle. I stayed there with my tongue and biting her clit. She was squirming under my mouth and loving it. More on my clit she would say. Harder on the lips . . . . her husband was doing a good in/out on my pussy and I really was pleasured doubly. He was about to cum. I felt his spasmic moves on. But he had a booth door open and kept staring from it to me... he didn't seem interested in "me" as a "sexx thang..." he was just... well... fukin' lonely. believe me, i can tell...so i softly stomped over to him (fukin' towering over him a at least a foot) and sweetly asked what he was up to."just trying to stop sweating!" he was truly indeed pouring the sweat."it can be fukin' steamy back here..." my double entendre was TOTALLY wasted... he kept looking in his booth. so i leaned in and looked. We’d both like a white wine, but only if you allow me to get the next round.”The guy shook his head, “Don’t worry about it.” He headed out of the pool area towards the hotel bar.A few minutes later, the guy returned with a tray loaded with a few beers and some plastic glasses full of wine. He set them all out on a nearby table. Dave, Cricket, and the others got out of the pool, Cricket nearly falling out of her brief bikini. She was a good Circle member and believed in displaying her sexy.