I didn’t have my glasses on,’ Mog said matter-of-factly. ‘And…?’ they all said in unison. ‘We skied together… shared a chair lift, actua...ly.’ Mog tried to maintain her customary cool and humility, but it was difficult. She felt silly not having recognised one of the few men in the world she would readily give herself to, but at the same time, now guiltily enjoyed being the centre of attention, as someone with exclusive access to an international sex-symbol. But she was already thinking ahead. “Mikey, it’s okay if you don’t—oh!!” I gasped, curling my fingers into his soft blond hair.I saw him smirk as he brought his lips to mine, in a slow, lazy kiss. I could feel the pleasure building and knew I wouldn’t last much longer. He used his thumb to rub my clit, and that sent me over the edge. I clenched around his fingers, coating it with my juices. Once I came down from my orgasm, he pulled his finger out and licked it clean.I looked down at his crotch to see his pants were painfully. Their pussies were also on show. Emilie’s Brazilian was a particular delight to look at. After letting them suffer her gaze for a while she pointed the paddle wooden backed hairbrush at them and said sternly, “You will each get sixty spanks with the hairbrush before we go to church. Any misbehaviour at church and you will get another spanking when we get home. Understood?”“Yes, Miss Vicky,” all three replied together. Just like at school, Vicky told herself with a wicked smile.Vicky looked at. But the poor-child female was much trickier; she was effectively invisible. Since I could not stop her attack the best I could do was give her a slight adjustment in her target. She didn’t have a picture of me, she was hunting strictly based on incomplete license plate data, so I used my two surviving captives to send her “adjusted” target info, aiming her at the license plates of two asshole lawyers from my firm who were regular degrading ordeals for the mouth whores I favored.From where I was.