She looked round at him strapped in the ballgag and utterly unable to protest. She sunk her back and settled on her knees on the floor ready for some...hot action. Peter grabbed her hips and pulled them to himself and smiled to himself at the way she was displaying her dripping wet pussy peeking out from between the top of her thighs and her anus exposed for what ever he desire. She felt so vulnerable even worse than if her legs where spread wide. Peter slapped her ass hard with the palm of. Our tongues mingle...my hand glides to the back of your head and holds you into our kiss.As our lips part I am excited...your hand is on my lap and inching upwards towards my crotch. I gently set you down on the blanket. I see that we are alone on the beach, just you me the stars and moonlight...without even thinking I remove your top and to my surprise there is no bra. My head dips down as I draw your erect nipple into my waiting mouth. You moan softly as I gently bite down. My hand is working. It's starting to be mentioned as often as Hanging and Guillotine." And the damn tub is still too expensive in terms of time" Margaret said. "Kim, I thought you were looking at speeding up the drain on that?" I am. High-speed pumps and water heaters in combination can do it. But they are expensive to set up. It takes a lot of energy to take three hundred gallons of water from sixty eight degrees to a hundred and four degrees in fifteen minutes." Kim said"And we probably need a vent hood overhead. Let’s get out of here and I am taking you up on your offer of a day of distractions. No more sad talk. No more divorce talk. No more wife talk. Only you and I and an entire day.’ She smiled at his words, forcing herself to ignore the ‘you and I’ part. Kate told herself that he clearly meant nothing by it. She had offered friendship and a fun day. Nothing more. As he smiled in return, Kate bit her bottom lip and reminded herself yet again that he was just a friend going through a hard time, not.