At this point she was only wearing a thin thong probably covered in juice and fully transparent. It was the first time she was this exposed to a stran...er !At this point the man started focusing on the pubic area. She didn’t know if this was standard procedure and if it would go further but she was definitely enjoying it.After a couple of minutes he stopped, she wanted him to continue so she waited and spread her legs a bit more, apparently it was the kind of signal he waiting because he put his. She paled bit her lip then turned and very deliberately lay her top on the couch, Nan and I taking her wrists, and she, holding our wrists in turn in a gentle grip as she lowered her chin to the leather seat, her head back as she waited tensely for the first stroke to land. John, wide strap in hand, began with regular strokes, telling Nan to keep count, 3, 4, he was not pulling his strokes either 6-7 her backside pink as the leather struck each time. He paused at 10 swapping belt for the next. I stood up, grabbed my plate and began to walk to the sink. She said, "Were do you think you are going?" I stopped and before I could say anything, she asked " Don't I get a hug for making you breakfast?" I smiled and said, "Of course, you deserve a big hug for my breakfast." While still sitting , she opened her arms and legs for her hug. Her robe opened up revealing her smooth inner thighs, all the way up! I could see all of her inner thighs, some of her stomach and just above her clit! While. When Emma got up she put on some new jeans and a low cut t-shirt that made her look cute and like anything but a wife from the Midwest. After breakfast we ended up sitting on the upper deck of the ship most of the morning listening to the docent telling stories and legends of the area as the shore drifted by lazily. Around noon we went to an old castle and we were able to walk around freely and explore so Emma changed into some more walk friendly shoes and we ventured off. Up and down steps and.