“How does it fell to be completely helpless, totally at my mercy? You may speak.” I took the thong from her mouth and threw it on the floor. “I... feels very horny, my pussy is getting wet, Master,” she answered. “Good, you will be silent unless I say, is that clear?” “Yes, Master.” As she said, it she grimaced. She knew what was coming. I slapped her hard across her bare arse. The blow made her jump, but she didn’t cry out. “On your knees, bitch.” Karen dropped to her knees. I stood in. " You didn't get legs like those riding on a beach," Grace said.He blushed and turned maroon, "I take it on hiking trails too. Hey, nice ride. French?"Grace nodded and grinned. She dinged her little finger bell."Oh, that's cute. Italian gear set and cranks?" Campagnolo," she admitted."It's not something you could ride in the woods," he said."Where would I get something like that? With knobby tires?" I asked."You can't. I built it." Build me one?" Me too," said Grace."Well, now. I'd have to. There wasn’t much traffic on the road so I didn’t think I had to worry about it too much and let my pant fall all the way to my ankles. It was more comfortable and also felt more daring that way.Then as we were driving by a gas station Geetha didi suddenly applied the brakes and pulled in and stopped with my side of the car right next to a conversion van with dark tinted windows. I hadn’t had time to get my pants pulled all the way back up by the time she had come to a stop. She jumped out of. As the sun began to go down, we decided to take a walk on the beach. Up to that point, we had both been well behaved, aside from holding hands. We decided to go sit on the sea wall. Actually, he sat on the wall and I stood in front of him. He grabbed my waist and pulled me close to him."May I kiss you?" he asked."Please." I replied.He held me tight and began kissing, my arms were around his neck and my firm nipples against his chest. I felt my pussy dampen. I sat next to him, and for then next.