"Julie, I need to know several things. First of all... do you still... love... me?"I was stunned almost to tears."Yes. Yes Jon I still love you." I wa... almost shouting it."Then I guess the next thing I need to know is... do you still need me?" NEED YOU?" I was surprised to say the least. "Yes Jon, I still need you, I still love you, and I still want you baby."He was quiet for a time, not looking at anything really, just staring off into space.Finally he said, "Julie, I need you to tell me. You tell me to beg for release."Please Sir, Please let me cum!" I scream out."Again! You can do better than that." Your speed quickens, and I am bouncing up and down in the binds. My head is going from side to side, I can barely catch my breath. I need to cum so bad."Please, Please Sir. Please let me cum. I need to cum! Please let me cum for you!"With those words you grab my hair, bite my neck and tell me to cum. I let out a howl like an animal, and arch my back into you. Both of us cum. I turned to see a very muscular guy in a Santa Claus suit. ‘How would you like to have Sex on the Beach?’ I smiled and said, ‘Only if you’re talking about the drink…’ Laughing, he ordered our drinks. Sensing that I was attracted to him, he put his hand on the small of my back and whispered in my ear how he thinks I will win the contest. Then he placed a kiss on my cheek as his hand slid further down, cupping my ass. I did my best to give him a warning look, but all he saw in my eyes was lust.. What’s more important is that it’s somewhere ‘different’; somewhere recognizable as around Sydney. What did you have in mind?”“Well, a couple of months back, I was in a TV show that was set back around the turn of the century, and we had some scenes filmed in the old Minister for Lands office in the old Lands Department Building. They’ve restored the office to how it would have looked back then, and the scene I was playing had me being a woman seeking divorce from her abusive husband, and I was.