He stared at my naked body and climbed over beside me. He turned and faced me. His muscled body and his tanned skin touching mine, He climbed between ...y legs. He started kissing my stomach and played with my erect nipples, the way he touched me was making me feel even more wet below.He took his right hand and started to play with my wet clit. He knew I enjoyed it and started to tease me a little more. He put one finger in and I released a moan. He put another finger in and started going in and. Two hours after they left the wedding reception, Martin drove through an isolated town, turned off the main highway onto a dirt road, and went to the very end of it. There, a long distance from any other habitation, sat the cabin, which belonged to a friend of Martin’s, that they were using for their honeymoon. ‘It’s gorgeous!’ Ann announced when they got out of the car. Martin and Ann walked around to the front of the cabin. In the bright moonlight, they could see the lovely little lake that. Four or so, very skinny, very pale, blond hair pulled into a ponytail, and the closer she got to us, i realized she was naked. she was skinny, her breasts were smallish, a B cup at most. her nipples were perfectly round and no bigger than a quarter. narrow hips, and she was wearing a collar as well. i had no idea Mistress used women the way she used men. i wasn't foolish enough to think i was the only toy she used, the thought of her with another woman had never crossed my mind.Mistress knew. A finger slid between her thighs, teasing her clit, then finding her pussy. “My God you’re wet.” He let out a wicked little chuckle. She tried to spread her legs wider, to give him more access, but her pants didn’t allow much. He whispered, “Good girl.” He teased her, played with her, then his finger was gone. “Ms. Gregg, bend over the desk.” He said it calmly, like he was ordering coffee. She turned away from him, shuffled two steps towards her desk, pushed her hair behind her ear. She thought.