Just close your eyes. I'll have my back to you so if you peep you won't see much. And I won't have a crutch to bash you up with if you open your eyes.... Would I ever?"Harry snorted and was then slightly surprised at the lack of comeback. He undressed down to his underpants, slipped into his sleeping bag and reached for her face which he stroked gently."All right, my precious one?" Yes, Harry." Face not sore?" Not really but I'll probably have a black eye." You've got one already. Warm now?" Not. Comments: All comments are welcome and appreciated. Please feel free to rate this chapter and to leave or send the author your comments. Disclaimer: All characters portrayed in this story are fictional and were, to the author’s knowledge, at least 18 years old at the time they engaged in any form of sexual activity mentioned in this story. * * * * * Risqué Swim Friday morning the ladies walked to the hotel spa and worked out together. Annika, wearing a tight spandex top with a deep scoop neck,. But, for now however, he believes it is only his wife who can unlock the white cock that so aches for the release it can no longer provide for itself. And she has yet to return from UB City after a day in her Concorde Tower offices where she operates one of the most successful sole-owned commercial leasing companies in the south of the country, let alone Bangalore itself.But then, the time has yet to reach 8pm and it is likely she will be out many more hours yet – if, that is, she returns at. I CAN do it!”“Yes! Yes!” Kathy responded, and then broke character. “Wait, no. This just doesn’t feel right, does it?”Rob turned back to her, also out of character. “No. Who wrote this crap?”Kathy slumped back onto her chair. “Probably Avery,” she said, referring to their acting teacher.They called it a night, agreeing to think of different motivations before they met again in a couple of days. They had just over a week before they had to present their scene in class.Two nights later they were.