He just couldn’t get Jen out of his head and it was driving him crazy. He didn’t want a girlfriend, he just wanted to fuck. Now, suddenly, that li...tle bitch was monopolizing his every waking moment. Ever since he had given her a ride home, something had changed. He had stopped returning call from the other girls. Sarah must be going crazy, he thought ruefully as he glanced at yet another desperate sext from her. He didn’t want to fuck Sarah, or anyone else. Fucking Jen was the only thing he. I woke up to a dark room and Annie was still on my lap. She was gently running her fingers over my chest and it felt wonderful, even with the t-shirt between her fingers and my skin. What woke me though was the fact that Annie was sucking on the side of my neck. I wondered briefly if maybe she was still asleep and dreaming but, while my wife had some wild dreams and was infamous for talking in her sleep, I had never known my wife of five years to suck my neck in her sleep. I figured she must be. He put sunglasses on me and stood up to survey his work. "Can you move your arms or legs?" he asked.I wiggled, and when I did the sand started coming off my torso. "Not without messing everything up," I said."Excellent," he replied, "just one final touch." He then knelt next to me, dug his hands under my sides and untied my bikini top! He looked around, and seeing the coast reasonably clear, he pulled it off. Then he scooped up some of the light dry sand and covered my tits lightly."What are. "Disrobe!"Instantly, Stefanie obeyed his order, stripping herself off her remaining clothes and tossing them over the fountain onto the square. She was totally naked when she realized how quickly and compliantly he had obeyed his suggestion. How did he get this power of her, she wondered. Now she was getting scared. Could he make her do anything?"Show Alesandro your poses from yesterday."Stefanie knew her poses well from her photo shoot in the wood last night. She had planned the shots.