A kiss, touch of the bodies and her move, probably intentional, sliding her hand across my cock gave me an awkward situation. I looked down at my now ...t least half hard cock then I looked at her mischievous smile. “This is going to be difficult,” I said and started thinking about something else to remove my erection before Bella’s parents return.We put on our robes and waited on deckchairs. When Marta and Pedro showed up they were wearing robes too. Too bad, I was being excited to see my. She pushed me back up against the wall and kissed me deeply with a passion that rang every bell in my head. It was then I realized I'd never really understood the power of a kiss. A proper, tongue fencing kiss that felt like you were getting the soul sucked out of you. As we kissed, she began pulling and tugging me out of my clothes as I did like wise. We only broke apart to hop around stripping off our pants to leave us both breathlessly facing each other in our underwear. Sharon attacked me. “Oh you like that, don’t you. Don’t take your eyes off my tit.”Without taking her lightly squeezing hand away from my balls, she put the wooden spoon on the side and worked my jeans to my ankles. “Hold onto the side”I turned, and bent over the grasp the kitchen worktop, and Kate stood to the left.“Look at my tit, James”I looked over my shoulder straight at her chest.“Do you have anything to say?”I mumbled nothing. It was always the same, and she loved how she could blank my mind by controlling. Not likely if they go to the trouble of binding you." Then he looked over at her with a frown, "But you ain't going to do it on my watch, or Rolf's either." I cannot live as a slave," she whispered."That ain't the question," Banar said, again with a shrug. "You're already living like one; question is how long you're going to live as one."For the next few hours Lavender sat in the bed contemplating and mulling over what she had learned. Some might have called it pouting, but who's going to say.