Ruth made to effort to go nor even pull my cock from her rectum. She had always liked anal but had never seemed to want physical punishment in my expe...ience. Sue Ann was actually the more subservient of the two now that I had gotten to know them.We all rested. Jill brought Ruth and me beers which we enjoyed. My cock had come back "alive" but she showed no sign of wanting to get off. We continued to sit together as we had many days after I filled her butt with cum. I knew that she would get up. I then went back to my placeNext day I went to Chachi’s house in afternoon and when I entered her room. She was laying on the bed wearing white shorts and purple top. I was intimated my seeing her milky thighs. I got a semi erection, I went to the washroom and saw her black bra and red panty were hung there. I was intimated and started smelling them. Then I loaded my cum in them.I came out n sat with Chachi and we were just chatting about normal stuff. Uncle was in his office and Rahul was at. Allison had suffered the same “What do you wear... ?” conundrum as she had in the office earlier in the week. She’s was beginning to think the default dominatrix outfit of black leather, corset and boots at least had the benefit of not requiring too much decision making. Finally she decided that if she was the dominant then the answer to “What do you wear... ?” had to be “anything I damned well please” and had changed out of her office clothes and opted for a sweater, jeans and ankle boots,. How the Lake boats managed to get in and out without sinking each other they didn't understand. Coal, iron ore, wheat, feed corn ... salties (ocean goers) ... beautifully ornate wood yachts ... bustling tugs ... fishing boats ... rowboats ... all that and more. Smokehouse white fish and chubs ... grubby bars and old restaurants. If it was to be seen or done they did it or looked at it. Abandoned ships rusting in backwater creeks and half sunk old fish tugs ... Jeannie knew where everything was.