We all laughed when she acted as though she was embarrassed, as she did every year. My sisters and I would clear the table. The older men gathered in ...he large living room to have espresso and some smoked cigars. Mama would sit at the other end of the living room with the small children at her feet. She told stories of the Folletto, a mischievous wind spirit that would knock things over and blow a girl’s dress up in the air. And the Basadone, magical beings known to steal kisses with a passing. The sides of my cock and balls were red as she smiled. Saying, “Such a delightful slave you are turning out to be.” As the bidding began Mistress Dee, encouraged her guests with assurances, they would have their purchase to themselves for the time allotted in accordance with their bid. I was not paying much attention to the actual bidding as standing upright without having my cock torn from my body was my greatest concern. After a while, perhaps half way through, as the bidding began to slow. Areeya came out of the kitchen with coffee, juices, fruit and bread andwe headed out to eat breakfast. It was a magnificent view from thebalcony out over the beach. The sun was already strong so we ate ourbreakfast under a large parasol. The sea glinted as the sunlight flickedoff the waves and there were jet skis already out on the sea throwing uptheir rooster tails of spay. It was a great opportunity to talk to Areeyawithout Alex interrupting. She told me about her life at university inBangkok. However it was, she allowed him full control of her body and he gave her even more pleasure -- pleasure inside and out. She moaned and cried as her orgasm rose even higher and released again. She was helpless, but he was taking care of her. The feelings were out of her control and she loved them, loved him for giving them to her.By the time this orgasm began easing off, he had released her wrists and moved so his head was between her legs. The feelings were already beyond any scale Sue had ever.