I still had my one piece swimsuit on and a pair of shorts over that. At first I was running my finger inside my shorts to get to my own wet pussy. As ... got and more excited I pulled down the top of my suit. I pulled it and my shorts all the way down to my ankles. I didn’t care or think about anything else. I was witnessing the most erotic thing I had ever seen in my life and I loved it. I had never had any sexual thoughts about a girls, but now, I was consumed and loved every minute of it. I. James had been a busy boy. I was looking forward to thanking him the next morning.A few items were laid out on bedside cabinets, and beds. Things such as vibes, cords, nipple clamps and a spreader bar, all with instruction sheets, bowls of condoms, and some feathers and leather paddles. Also my standard instruction sheet. With five minutes to go, Richard came in, looking puzzled, and not seeing me in the shadows."I was told you wanted to see me, sir?" he stated."Actually, Richard," I said,. "Yesyesyes You're... making... my... pussy... feel... so... fucking... gooooood... Keep on doing that. YES!" Then she shocked Steve with a breathless request. "Mark me." It was so quiet, he knew the others didn't hear. "Mark me please. I want you to mark me." Steve leaned up to Monday's naked right shoulder, just below the bottom of her neck and bit gently. Their movements slowed a little, but became more intense. "Yesss. That's it. Harder." Monday squeezed hard with her pussy. Steve's teeth. It drove her crazy, the way he acted. She wanted to hit something, anything, any one. She wanted to rage, to scream, to sob. Instead, she took a deep breath through her nostrils, and the spoke in a curt, measured tone. ‘I’m great. For the rest of my life, I’ll be great. If you’re ever curious again, remember that I already told you how I am. You’re not supposed to be calling me. Do it again, I WILL call the police. Don’t think for a second that because you got off this time it will happen.