I walked through into the pool area and started my traditional blast up and down the pool. I was by far the fastest swimmer and took some pleasure in ...he way I slid silently through the water causing little splashing but leaving all the others in my wake. As I was doing my lengths I started to reflect on her comments. Maybe I was being unnecessarily conservative. My newfound figure gave me more confidence in my body and besides, most of the other bathers were nude. As the last few minutes came. With expert precision, Dave flicked the end of the thong against Marsha’s puckered hole. A hissing gasp, as is she had been dropped into a tub of ice water, escaped from the tormented woman’s lips. After he struck her, he then let the end of the thong playfully tickle her hole, causing Marsha to twitch involuntarily. This cycle of light whipping, followed by gentle torment, continued for several minutes until Marsha was openly weeping and begging her torturer to stop. Once it did stop,. I could take my clothes, but they would be put into the trunk of my car. As far as she was concerned, I was going to be naked the whole weekend. When I came home from the office each evening, I was going to have to take all my clothes off. It sounded like I would never wear clothes in her presence either. Could be interesting if we were ever to go out to dinner.When we went to get in the car, she said she would drive. She wanted me in the passenger seat with the seat leaned slightly back. I was. To me, it was a grade of A+. All my reservations and inhibitions relating to my fantasies of sucking hard, sexy cocks were gone. Feeling confident, at ease, and a little bit cocky, it was time for some unfinished business.I looked over at Mark, sitting a few feet down from me. When I had his attention, I deliberately shifted my gaze to his semi-erect cock and stared for a few seconds, then looked back up at him, then back down again at his cock. I was making fun of the awkward moment earlier,.