Again you yelp and I see your body tense up as I continue to flick the whip on your nipples, your tits, then down on your belly.I can tel you start to...realize what is going to happen next as your ass starts squirming on the seat. "Please", you manage to to blurt out but to no avail: the tip of the whip hits the first clothes peg on your lips, making it and your lips wiggle. You can't suppress a little scream. "Quiet!", I hiss as I hold your head in my hands, squeezing your cheeks. You nod, and. "But mom, you know it gets harder each year. You and Bill expect toomuch. Why must powerful ego-centric men demand such unrealisticperfection of their wives and girl friends? It is unfair." As hefinishes the outburst only then does he catch himself referring to menand his former self in the third person and complaining about having toplay the role of eye candy to help the ego of a man who never will growup. "Can't a girl still look beautiful without having to be thisespecially glamorous?" . I work my way through itmethodically removing items we no longer need until I come across an oldtrunk at the very back of the attic.Unlike most of the other junk up here the trunk and the area around itare free of dust and although the trunk is old its still in goodcondition. I switch on a floor lamp that is conveniently located rightnext to the trunk. There is a padlock on the front of the trunk; quite asubstantial one too. I scratch me head for a minute and then I rememberthe keys I found. We arrived at our mooring point midafternoon and had a light lunch. She stripped off and dove overboard. She was an excellent swimmer and we played in the water until we got a bit chilled. After toweling each other off she looked at me and said, “I’m ready for a nap now”.I noticed that she hadn’t dealt with my erection this time the same as she did last week. Guess she wanted to save the good stuff for later. We spent an hour and a half exploring each other’s bodies. She was a truly intense.