Beth didn't respond and disappeared into the woods. I waited until Richard had returned to his camp, before hurrying towards our own camp. I caught up...to my wife, as she entered camp. She was startled and asked me where I had been. I told her that I had stepped into the woods to take a leak. I gave no indication that I had seen what had happened between her and Richard. By now I was so horny I was ready to cum in my trunks. I pulled Beth into our tent. Apparently, she was as excited as I was. I. “Come quick. Please!” “Christy,” I urged, “Get out. Now!” “I'm afraid!” she said, dropping her voice so low, I almost couldn't hear her. “If I open the door, he'll hear me.” Frantically, I tried to think. “Please Jay,” she interrupted. “Come now. Please, come now!” “I'll be right over,” I stammered. “Hide somewhere. Now!” “I will.” The phone went dead. I was worried. I threw on the nearest clothes, grabbed my wallet, my keys, and pulled on the treasured, vintage bombardier jacket I had. Of course she could do this back at home either after John’s gone to sleep or while he’s not home. For some reason, Bianca feels like she deserves a bit of luxury for once. So here she is, at the most luxurious hotel she could find near her home. She’s staying here for three nights. Two whole days, and besides eating and sleeping, she plans going to dedicate her time to making herself orgasm as many times as she can, to please herself as much as she can, before she heads home to her husband and. I was apprehensive, but much to my surprise he offered no resistance as I lowered his trousers and draped him over my knee.It was exactly as Julie had said. Towering over him in heels, I reminded him of the powerful women who dominated him as a young boy -- his mother, his aunts, and his teachers. They were big and strong, he was small and weak. Their outfits -- tight sweaters and skirts, bullet bras, low-cut, figure-hugging dresses, sky-high heels, heavy makeup -- also turned him on. Dressed.