.You sat in my lap, leaning back against me as your breath returned to normal. On the screen the two women had tied the housewife's arms onto the tabl... and were tickling her with feathers. I watched the scene as you got up and asked me to trade places. When I stood, you quickly undid my belt and zipper, and tugged my pants down before letting my sit on the bench in front of you. You slid your cool hands into my briefs, moving your fingers down to play with each of my testicles. I was already. ’ ‘You do enjoy it?’ ‘Yes, Michael.’ I keep pushing my hair behind my ears – he’s gotten me into the habit. He says he likes to see my face. ‘You’re a lot smarter than you seem, aren’t you?’ he says now. I ash my cigarette. He’s never asked something like this before. What does he want to hear? ‘Yes, Michael.’ ‘And what do you think of me, in your secret thoughts, when you’re back in the Hotel at night?’ His dark eyes burn in the soft light, and I’m cold. I used to be overconscious of my. They were not as bright as last night, yet. Our skin is starting to go all wrinkly as we had been in the water for so long. We decided it was time to get out and have a shower.I got out, Carrie pinched my bum as I climbed out, I jumped and fell back in with a splash. We both started laughing. I hugged and kissed her naked body. I dunked her under the water in front of me. She came back up and gave me a playful slap. I grab her arse while she was under the water. She had an idea, she saw I was. He was entranced.With a hand wrapped firmly around the base of a large, deeply rooted plant, he squeezed and pulled at the weed but made no real effort to actually extract it. Somehow, just having his hand around the plant’s shaft seemed to provide him with a great deal of satisfaction. He watched coyly, thinking he was invisible, but he certainly was not and she knew exactly what she was doing. Every twist, turn, and stretch were perfectly and deliberately orchestrated to excite the voyeur.