It was pleasant to imagine that she was, anyway. As I watched she relaxed and leaned on her arms on the heavy railing, and shifted to one leg and, in ... delightfully feminine way, slipped her one bare foot out of her Scandinavian clogs and wiggled her toes in the fresh air. Well, maybe she was seeking some relaxing get away and enjoyed the change of pace up here on the tower. After a few minutes enjoying the view myself, while she shifted again to allow the toes of her other foot some fresh air. However that didn't keep him from telling me how good I looked getting fucked by Rolf and how I was now Rolf's bitch. He said he is probably going to want some of that pussy every day now that he knows its his. Of course I told him to fuck off and was about to tell him off good when Rolf's dick started vibrating and I had a rockets going off, mind blowing orgasm. When I caught my breath I told John, Rolf can have this pussy anytime he wants. Finally after what seemed like an hour I felt Rolf's. I said sure. He asked me if he could see my naked breasts. Now I have been topless in front of many strangers as well as guys I know so showing him my tits was no big deal to me. I did however feel it necessary to ask him what his wife would think if I did that. He said he was sure she wouldn't like that at all but since she wasn't her he didn't care what she thought. He said all he knew right now was he just had to see my tits. The halter dress I had on tied behind my neck. I reached up and. “Please what?”“Please fuck my tight ass. Tear it up. Oh, please fuck me!” Claire moaned.“That’s better,” the Master said. His thumb came out of her ass. He flipped her over and guided his dick into her tight ass.“Holy fuck!” he shouted. “You’re so fucking tight.” Even after being worked by Stella, Claire’s ass was still tight as it would be if it had never been fucked. She started moving her hips up and down slowly, and it got easier with every stroke. His precum was starting to lubricate her.