After a while, Robert spotted a nice looking café and suggested that they stop for another coffee. Juliana quickly agreed, She needed to use the bath...oom anyhow. She ordered the coffees for both of them then excused herself and asked the café owner where the bathroom was. She opened the door to a quaint little lavatory and locked the door. She was about to pull her knickers down, when the vibration started. She hastily sat on the top of the lavatory with the lid down as the vibrations started. I moved onto a heavy flogger, covering her body in red welts. I then took her down from the winch and tied her to a bench with her legs spread wide, bent over, her enormous tits hanging free in mid air. I picked up a dressage whip and began to bring it down on her arse leaving it covered in white thin stripes which quickly turned red then purple. All the way through this her cock remained hard and throbbing. I then tied her to a St. Andrew's Cross and took some wet leather laces which had been. I turned to leave with my glass of water and there he was, standing there in the dim light of the salt lamp with the same briefs on. We said nothing as I placed the water down on the counter. Steve stepped closer, taking my hand and placing it on the front of his briefs. I held it there for a few seconds feeling the warmth and full softness that only a young virile 26yr old guy would have. I then gingerly began to trace the outline of his flaccid cock along its soft shaft and around its bulbous. Nothing sexy ... but of a modern design. She had a classical hour glass figure, with wide shoulders, moving to a narrow waist, and hips that seemed to just explode out from there.She looked back over her shoulder at me. Her eyes looked funny, kind of dreamy like.“What now?”“Take your bra off?” I said, not quite a command.“Yes!” she said. “Okay ... take my bra off.”Her hand reached around behind her, in that impossible way women have of reaching the middle of their back, and her fingers flicked.