Memories of last night project against his mind’s movie screen. His dick, firmly ensconced between her butt cheeks, stirs in response. His hips move...ever so slightly against her ass which stirs ever so slightly in response. Her chest rises and falls in rhythm with the ocean waves breaking in the background against the nearby beach.“Good morning Sweet Pea,” he kisses the nape of her neck.She stretches her arms like a cat waking from a nap on a sun laden sill. “Is it morning. There was not an inch of Mercedes's mother's body hidden from our male eyes. The white cheesecloth all boldly declared, "I want my man." The moment I saw her I knew my daily routine had finally vexed Lady Katsu. The chaste kisses had inserted enough nanomites to get her needy ache going.After I dismissed the rangers, Katsu and I joined hands at the beginning of our walk. Her palm was sweaty, excitement rolled down her body in the normal manner of a woman fully worked up for a tryst. The effect. I must confess it amused me and I suppose I should give you some credit for entering in to what you imagined would be the spirit of your time here."The two girls said nothing. That encouraged me. Too often my students in their early days feel it necessary to respond to rhetorical remarks. I was happy to have their embarrassed silence."Well, ladies, let us start. Let me explain how things are here. You will, as you both obviously expect, find that your movement is restricted. You will remain. "Almost there," Jan said. "Now I will set the chair upright and becareful as you stand. The back of the chair moved and I was now sitting,straining to look at myself. But the mirror had been covered up. Iadmired my nails and toes. The heavy lashes must cause my eyelids toclose. I was unstrapped and then Jan and the other girl, one on eachside, helped me stand. I nearly fell forward with the weight and size ofmy new breasts.Jan had a new bra, again a half cup that showed plenty of cleavage..