Thoughsince Missy wanted to be bottom he insisted I still have one of his toysup my butt. The vibrations did increase my orgasm and Missy thought Iwo...ld like it, and he was right.Missy helped me into my sleep corset and told me I no longer needed mybooties she my feet were now well used to the highest of heels. My sleepgloves were also no longer needed to protect my nails. Before driftingoff to sleep Missy asked me if I had enjoyed the day and I admitted tohim that I had.The next day started. "You can change there, okay?"Mike was already trotting up and was out of sight by the time Sylvia came up and sat on the end of the diving board near the others. "I'd kind of like to go in myself," she said, "but I don't have anything to wear, now." Oh, Mike doesn't like having anyone in the pool when he's practicing," said Maryon, and the other girl shrugged."It's my pool," she said.Karen and the two boys were horseplaying near the edge, the girl being threatened with a dunking for something. Who knows, might she even have jumped the gun? Only one thing mars this otherwise paradisiacal scene -- the man looking up at the woman does not look nearly so happy as does his newly-pregnant wife."Oh, shit, Lois! I love it when you do that to me. You don't know how much I'd like to roll you over and cram it in you right now. It's just so frustrating! Why did you have to be so precipitous?" Oh, darling, do you have to keep torturing yourself with that? Lots of men have trouble getting it up on. “OK. Squeeze your fingers for me,” as she prodded me, looking for a vein. I squeezed by rolling my fingers in one after the other and then unrolling them in the same order. She prodded some more and complained that due to the poor lighting, finding veins was a bit tricky. She leaned over some more for a better view and the bottom of her tunic draped over my rolling fingers. This is not uncommon in my experience. Still struggling, she leaned further for a closer look, at which point I found my.