We only vaguely mention, in the passing, the events of last time. We just fall into conversation, but my mind is mostly on what I plan to do to him. ...t’s not long before he’s groping me, working me through my jeans. He’s all over me. I help him a wee bit, undoing my jeans and let my semi hard cock fall out. “Why don’t you suck on it,” I nearly demand, which takes him by surprise. He gives me a look, but I don’t back down. I just give him a cheeky smile, and he complies. He leans down,. She pointed at my naked crotch. "Victoria said that you'd be really well hung." Oh thanks," I said. "Hang on; aren't you supposed to be the slave?" Pooh!" she said sitting up on her heels and leaning forward to display a cleavage that was doing it's best to help my insulted member to redeem its reputation. "Wives aren't slaves in Kushtia, they are valued possessions. Anyway, you owe us an explanation." Explanation?" We were a happy bunch of girls, enjoying making music and enjoying our own. After taking a few pics of each other posing we progressed to pics of us touching each other then licking and sucking each other. Then we set the camera down and got down to some serious nylon fun. We were rubbing our nylon covered cocks together and rubbing them on each others bums. John lay on the blanket face down and I got on top and dry humped him. The extra layers of nylon of the panties and my stockings felt great as our legs rubbed together and my nylon covered cock slid over his nylon. The last thing Elizabeth said to me as she and Jennifer left, was that I was to tell Adam that Jennifer had become ill and that they couldn't stay for lunch as they had planned.Venerable's CoachIt was almost an hour before either of them even looked directly at the other. They made an art form of looking out the opposite windows of the coach, as if nothing was wrong and nothing had happened.Elizabeth finally looked at her daughter, who was slumping in the far corner of the coach. "Did you like.