She looked up at me, ‘You did that so you didn’t disturb them didn’t you?’ I nodded. She smiled at me. I loved to see her smile. I pointed out...the entrance to the channel back to the ramp. She looked up at me. ‘Do we have to go back right now? Does the river end up there?’ She pointed ahead of us. ‘No, little girl, that is where the river looks something like the old river looked. It twists through the cypress and palm trees. Want to see?’ ‘Oh! Yes. Can we?’ ‘Anything you want, my lady.’ Her. I was still holding Greg’s cock in my hand at this point, and I continued wanking him as I guided him into my ex wife’s dripping wet pussy as she fully straddled him once again. She was so wet by now that she took his whole length in one go. She was by now pretty damn horny and was clearly enjoying the feeling of a bigger cock inside her as she gave him a good hard fucking, whilst at the same time I continued reaching under to play with his balls and spreading my ex wife’s pussy juice all over. He pulled my legs up to lay against his body and ran his hands up and down my smooth, athletic legs. His rhythm soon settled in to a smooth, very enjoyable pace. I lay on the cool tabletop as he caressed my legs enjoying more and more the pleasant surprises he was pulling off with me. One hand slipped from the sensual stroking and touching of my legs and feet to resume the pinching and squeezing of my tits. The tenderness of the caress of my legs, the torturous abuse of my tits and the smooth. "Speaking of Age..." I began."Oh lets not." Richard said. I let the matter rest. For now."When am I allowed out of this room?" Is your every need not met?" He asked with a frown."I haven't been out of doors since I arrived. I haven't seen anything of your ... our ... home. I have been locked up like a..." I am sorry for that. You will be locked up and remain so."He looked like he was genuinely sorry it had to be so."Why? Are you not master here?" I said with a frown."I am." He said before.