They were in louge chairs and had only bikini bottoms on and a small towel to cover their boobs. At first we thought nothing of it as these women were...not much to look at. But then I noticed that the towel had fell of of Gayles boobs. I pointed this out to the other guys and we all gawked at our first real boob sighting. We continued to play but we all kept looking over at Gayle. Soon Jean's towel fell off and showed her boobs. Gus woke and noticed this and said that we should all look at these. She started stroking my arms and chest, slipping her hands under my tee-shirt and then down. Down into the gap and into my jeans seeking my cock, handing her hands through my pubes. I helped her by undoing my belt but warned her we didn't have long. She freed my stiffening cock and played with it, her hands stroking my shaft gently pulling the foreskin away from the head. I told her I might stay the night and she uttered a simple oh. “Am I intruding?” “Well I do have a guy coming over at 10.30. A faint little glimmer of a smile appeared on her lips. While she was in the bathroom, I poured the coffee and fixed the rolls and had that waiting on the nightstand. I also quickly stripped and crawled back in bed keeping her spot warm where she had been laying. It was a nice feeling to me also. She returned, crawled in bed to the warm spot, and we enjoyed our coffee and sweet rolls as a breakfast-in-bed. After a phone call to check on the truck, I was still hungry. I did not want anymore. But Penny would fight – for Sandy's sake.Finally, Mistress's words rendered all of Penny's struggle useless."Look at the crystal. Feel yourself falling into it. Feel your eyes unable to look away. Feel your thoughts slowing down, becoming mine to command. Are you falling for me?"Penny had been told to look at the crystal. She had been told to feel herself fall into it, to allow herself to slip into trance, to become hypnotized. There was no resisting the crystal. With a soft moan that expressed.