", I asked."Actually... I think I had my fill...", he said with a dirty wink, and playing with his cum filled asshole. "Man you were amazing... I hope...we can do this again some time...", he told me. He was a little sad that it was over. "I am a lifeguard at the nude beach... I am there all weekend... Every weekend.".Surprised I unbuckled the straps that had kept him tied to the sling. "Well, I am here until the end of the holiday season. Working on my uncle's horse-farm. I think I much rather. " You have to say it, Jenny." My voice seems even rougher. " John," she whispers, " I am yours tonight. I know that I am your little whore tonight. That I can't say no to you. I will do anything you want, John." She smiles at me as I lessen my grip on her wrists, allowing her to pull them free and reach for my belt again. Quickly, she unbuckles my belt, unzips my fly and she slides her hands around the top of my pants as she loosened them, helping me get out of them until I'm standing there in. We open a bottle of wine and sit there sipping away in front of a roaring fire. As we feel the wines’ effects, we get a little closer. I take you in my arms and look deep into your eyes and kiss you gently on the mouth. You look at me with those big round eyes and kiss me back, a little harder. Our tongues begin to mingle and I can taste the wine in your mouth. You let me know that you want me….need me. I begin to explore your body with my hands….as you explore mine… You find. That was how I felt about Elsa. I had six ‘wives’ – maybe one or two or more in the making, and certainly none fewer – but they subtly acknowledged Elsa as the queen bee. She did not assert herself with the others to declare herself their leader; if anything, she often appeared passive but actively listening to their concerns or ideas. That alone got their attention more than any declaration she might have made. She was a superb listener, and could even hear what wasn’t being said; some people.