Hold on. What do you think your doing she snapped. Oh shit. I went to far I thought. What was I thinking? Of course she didn’t want me like that... I told you not to get any oil on my bikini, she said as she tugged to string on each hip loose and tossing it aside with her top. Ok, go ahead sweetie. I poured more oil into my hand and slid them over her ass cheeks. They were firm and smooth. I kneeded her ass with my hands. I pressed my hands into her cheeks causing them to spread open. I. ”We both then got up and shook hands before we headed to the bedrooms where our submissives were waiting for us.When I got to Kitten’s room, I found the door ajar, so I just walked in. I didn’t notice her dad still behind me looking in as well until I heard him gasp at what we saw. Kitten was dressed in only stockings and heels and on her knees with her head bowed and her hands behind her back.As I entered, she didn’t raise her head but said to me, “Master, I am sorry for teasing you earlier. Bluey says, “Where’d you get the grog, Mongrel?”“Coot’s wife gave it to me,” Mongrel replies.“That’s unbelievable, you told the Missus her husband was dead and she gave you a case of beer?”“Well, not exactly”, Mongrel says. “When she answered the door, I said to her, ‘you must be Coot’s widow.’”She said, “You must be mistaken. I’m not a widow.”Then I said, “I’ll betcha a case of beer you are.”Aussies are good at that sensitive stuff...“Have you ever seen a twenty pound note all crumpled up?”. Boy. One guy in particular stood out though; he was quiet and reserved and buff and everything I (shallowly) want in a man. "Liviana, come on. Quit staring!" Rachael whispered to me as she poured me a shot. I didn't realize I was staring! Did he notice? Oh Jesus, I'm awkward. "What is this?" I asked, looking suspiciously at the shot. "Shut up and drink!" she said with a playful frown. This is usually a bad phrase. Don't ever drink if someone tells you this. It tasted the way gasoline smells..