"It's still dark out." It's already six o'clock," she answered with a laugh. "What happened to the guy who was up every morning by five?" He got old,"...I said and she hugged me."You're not so old! Come on, I'm really hungry," Carla said, rising from the bed. "I'm gonna go down and have some pancakes. Join me when you get your ancient bones moving." That had been her favorite breakfast every year when we came to the lodge."Oh, pancakes have probably been replaced by their French cousins --. I wasn't positive I was ready for any of this, but I was sure that if it had felt as good as the start I wasn't going to stop her. I went into the bedroom and shrugged my shoes and laid on the bed. She pulled her hooded sweatshirt up over her head. She didn't have a bra on and I loved the sight of her small breasts and the small bars that pierced both of her nipples and the small hoop that pierced her belly-button. She got down on the floor in front of me and slowly pulled my jeans over my hips. This was perhaps the happiest moment of his life.“I love you too.” With that, he kissed her and then lightly swatted her ass. “Come on, let’s get some breakfast before we get started again.”During breakfast they discussed the day and what limits she might have. Sara was a little apprehensive but knew he would take care of her. But the idea of letting him use her as a sex toy, not to mention slave, was new.“Charley, you mentioned a butt plug. Is that what I think it is? I’m not sure about having. Sue was pissed at first but when I went on o tell her about how turned on I was and how hard this is on me because she was so hot and sexy looking she forgave me. She smeared the semen on her face and reached for her panties.I asked her not to put them back on which precipitated a quiet but brief argument between us. She was making some good points but had still not put her panties back on. I went for it all and told her I wanted to taste her. I said that it was really messing with my mind.