”“I won’t lie again,” pleaded Grace as she felt her ankles and thighs being strapped too, “I promise. I’m sorry.”“Of course you’re s...rry, NOW,” snapped Xenia. She was right next to Grace. “We’re going to make sure you stay sorry and don’t do it again.”Something landed on Grace’s face. All over. Soft, but quite heavy. Cold, through the black bag. Her next shallow breath was harder to draw. A cold sensation dribbled down her neck - water! There was a splashing noise and a cold weight spread over. My eyes nearly popping out from my head and my cock growing.“I’ve got the ladder ready for you”Breaking from the trance I was in, she lead me to the other room where the ladder was. I stood and balanced on the very top part of it to lift myself in to the loft. Jane had her hand on my leg steadying it and probably looking up my shorts at my boner. Putting the stuff in the loft I climbed back down balancing on the top part of the ladder, Jane with her hand on my leg again held me until I was on a. She then turned toward me and started to remove her tank top. My cock started changing to steel. I hoped she hadn't noticed me before I turned the light off and couldn't seeme now. She remove the tank top and was now in her bra and shorts. She then removed her shorts leaving her in bra and panties. I started stroking my cock. She was gorgeous. maybe 25 or 26. She looked up toward my window and smiled. Had she seen me? She then started to remove her bra. She turned around and I saw. Daniel thought to himself "How I do like older men. It is wonderful that so many mature men like younger gay guys". The mature Italian man invited Daniel for lunch the next day and Daniel readily accepted the invitation. "He is such a sexy man well dressed, worldly and a nice body and perhaps a nice cock" Daniel thought to himself. They touched hands when they were heading to the dinner table and both knew that they would enjoy meeting again. At the large dinner table individuals were across.