We’ll talk about it when we’re back at the hotel.”Three cabs later, we entered the hotel. In our room, I poured Callie a glass of white wine, th...nking it might be good for shock.She drank, then choked, the glass tumbling to the floor. “You’re bleeding! You’ve been shot!”In the rush of action and adrenalin, I’d forgotten. Taking the blood-soaked shirt off, I checked my bicep. The bullet had creased the inside of my upper arm; nothing serious. Antibiotic cream and a butterfly bandage could handle. ....which of course is what a dom does I mused. I growled my pleasureas I filled my whore with sticky spunk, revelling in the pleasure ofdomination. I pulled out of her with a sticky pop and then reaching intothe bag refilled her used pussy with a fat pink butt plug. She grunted asit slide into place because it was rather large. I knew however the fullfeeling would drive her mad......as it would have done to me had I beenin her position! Satisfied I removed her bonds so that she could. I took my panties off and opened my legs and started to finger fuck myself. I began moaning and heard myself whisper Sean's name. What was I thinking? We were cousins. At that point I didn't care. I was so into my task, I didn't realize he opened the door. I looked over to see my cousin watching me play with my neatly trimmed pussy. "Are you gonna just stand there or are you gonna shut the door? You know you wanna look."I motioned for him to sit in the chair right across from the bed as I. For you.”Bella rifled through her bag and retrieved a red grease pencil. “We should go into your tent.”“Oh?” Jack smirked. “Where are you going to draw on me?”Bella looked nervous for a split second, then narrowed her eyes. If Jack wanted to play, Bella was fine with that. A small smile played across her lush lips. She stepped closer and traced the back end of her pencil down Jack’s shirt. “This first one goes here,” she said, lightly dragging a circle between Jack’s breasts.Jack held back a.