But, I controlled myself.I said “ bahut sundar hai aur tumhari perfectly shaped body par jata hai ” .Then she said “ okay main ise le leti hoon�...�She returned to the change room but, my blood started boiling and there was a bulge in my pants and even I started sweating.In the mean time Anita came from the changing room and my wife came and my wife asked why u sweating so much. I said nothing and Anita also behaved normally as if nothing has happened.After this incident days passed and we behaved. I will only be allowed to eat leftovers. I will not beallowed to speak. To remind me what is to follow during the next fourdays. I will remove the dog's collar and wear it about my neck tillordered differently. I made my Mistress a nice Caesar salad for her evening meal. Served witha bottle of Krug champagne. Some times I was as her toilet slave giventhe privilege of drinking her warm champagne after she had finishedbefore she retired at night. Alas this would not be my privilege tonight. After. She started grinding her butt into my crotch and I got a huge boner almost immediately. I know she could feel it and she was rubbing her butt against me under the blanket. The a little while later she said, 'hey give me your hand for a second'. I said why but did it. She guided it down under the blanket and made me feel her ass. It was bare! I lifted the blanket and she had pulled her shorts down just past her ass. I said 'oh yeah? Well if you do it I get to do it too' so I pulled my shorts. I spread sleeping bags and pillows on the floor in front of the fireplace for our bed. The golden flickering fire light made Ken's gorges muscles glow. We made out to the warmth of the fire naked on our sleeping bag bed. I loved that big chest of his and especially loved sucking and pinching his nipples so I deftly went to work with my lips and fingers. Tracing his tattoos with my fingertips feeling every muscle then sucking and licking those sexy nipples.Sometimes I would get a little carried.