She fired rapidly, but ended up in the blue ring around the bullseye. More swearing accompanied her next shot, which was also in the blue and then she...ran after the other two Mistresses.Mistress Tracy was a much better swimmer than either Mistress Sam or Mistress Gloria, but both had a huge lead over her. The two Mistresses had already started paddling for the north cabin by the time she had reached the raft. We could hear her grunting as she started paddling strongly trying to catch up with. You give me that devilish look again and then proceed to feed me your glistening fingers one by one. They taste wonderful. If possible, my dick grows even harder in our guest's hand.I check to see that she is with us and find she has closed her eyes and is breathing in deeply and slowly. I match her breathing with my fingers. First one and then two. You help me by pulling her jeans and undies down and she lifts her ass without missing a beat. As I gaze down upon you pulling the pantlegs over. How did he manage this you might ask? Well Jamie was something of a dreamer you see, always with his head in the clouds. Tonight his dreams had taken him to sit on the topmost cloud in London’s unsettled skies. His eyes fluttered open and he laid there atop the rain clouds, staring up into the darkness of space. There was something very familiar about this. ‘Pretty isn’t it? I like coming up here to remind me that no matter how much crap you might have on top of you there’s still something nice. I served the Medici until two years ago, true, but I am no soldier anymore. I am Enrico Pollini." She has a great hatred for your colours," Joerg sighed. "Venetians murdered her father, not long ago."The old soldier looked down on Theresa."I am sorry for your terrible loss, my girl."His voice conveyed true sympathy and Theresa, the rage knocked out of her, had the decency to blush."I am sorry, too," she wheezed."Will you let her stand, please?" Joerg asked politely. "She will not attack you.