Then one morning I was to go over and help Mrs. Kern clean out the garage. As I walked next door, Mr. Kerns came out to get in his car and leave. "You...all have fun! Don't work too hard!" He said as he drove away. I went inside to find Mrs. Kern standing in the kitchen in just a robe. I sat on a bar stool and said "Lets get to work." Mrs. Kern had a glimmer in her eye as she looked at me over her cup of coffee. "I can not stop thinking about you, I want to feel you inside me again, I want to. It felt so good in my mouth as it slowly went in and out and sucked it and held it in there and played with my tongue it was great. The thought of Kylie watching me made this even more exciting as I just continue to enjoy and suck this cock like there was nothing else happening around me. My eyes were closed but I kept sneaking a peek to make sure Kylie was there and ok. I closed my eyes again and shortly I felt a little pre-cum on my tongue. I knew my reward was coming so I just kept. “No! I am not worried at all! I felt a relief, because now I can again try tough conditions. Sometimes we have here even +15 in March, and what would have been the point of the experiment in this case?” explained Marlene.“100 hours is tough,” wondered Martin. “It means 14 hours and 17 minutes every day. Even we have sun only about 12 hours every day. You have to finish your nudity in the dark.”“Of course,” said Marlene. “The plan is to spend six days outside from 6. a.m to 8 p.m and penultimate. She anticipated the moment the two ends of the rope would come together, curious to where they would meet on her body. Every brush of his fingertips sent her anticipation higher and each twist and wrap of the rope raised the level even higher. She felt as if she were a blank human canvas being swirled by pure red that grew more and more vibrant against the paleness of her skin and the pure black of the vinyl corset. Once her arms were snugly coiled by the rope they were guided raised above her.