“So?” he asked, “I like to spank you, and that is what matters.”She responded more firmly, “But I have not been trained from birth to give i... to any whim of the man in my life.”“I did tell you that would not be anything special, and must behave like the others, especially you need address me as Master, and you will have to learn to obey.”Nicola thought for a moment and then offered, “Master, may I ask something?”“You may ask two questions, of which that was the first,” he replied.“Please will. He went down to the pool, grabbing a beer from the fridge on the way. He sat back in a lounge chair, and checked his email on his phone. Beth came out of the house, and his jaw dropped. Wow, she was drop dead gorgeous in her bikini. He tried not to stare, or be too obvious, but it was hard not to look. Her boobs were firm and full, and her ass was as perfect as could be. She had her hair tied back in a pony tail. She gave him a big smile, and dove into the pool. Beth swam to where he was. You face was flush and your nipples hard and engorged. I whispered to you, did you like him touching you, did you like the feel of their erections, were you getting wet, did you remember fucking them. You murmured yes, yes, yes. I led you back to the table. John who had fucked you in the pool took you out to the dance floor. You pressed your body to him and wrapped your leg around his. You were grinding your mound against his leg and moaned. Soon you were both dry humping on the dance floor. I rolled her very damp panties off, exposing a neatly trimmed, but full salt and pepper bush. As I pulled them down past her knees, she said, “Go ahead! I know you want to!” I lifted the flimsy garment to my nose and inhaled deeply. “Damn! You smell good!” I said, pocketing the panties. “Wait until you taste!” she replied, opening her legs wide, showing off glistening cunt lips. I leaned down, burrowing my nose in her hair, extending my tongue, tracing the line of her lips. By now my cock had.