" Well, you know him better than I do, I suppose."The women seemed to be handling things pretty well between them, so I stifled my doubts and got on w...th it.I tried to re-create the scene I'd had with Sue. We spent some time fondling each other, kissing, cuddling, whatever we felt like. Occasionally I entered her cunt, simply to get another feel of those rippling muscles in action. If Sue was practicing this, I could hardly wait. When we both felt we were ready we took our positions, with. As the note instructed, she proceeded directly to the receiving chamber at the end of the main hall. It was a room of modest scale, dominated by a low, massive table. The sight of the straps, locks and whips already arranged on the table produced a shiver of delicious anxiety. She even dared to pick up a small whip and examine it, trying it on her own body. It was her first transgression.And quickly observed by the sternly handsome man who had silently joined her in the chamber. She felt his. I stood there for a couple of minutes and watched her sleeping. Her breathing was deep and I knew that everything was going to be OK. She was really beautiful. I could see her breasts rising and falling and I couldn't wait to get my mouth on those puppies. I backed up from the bed and removed all of my clothes.Next I took a pair of cut up panty hose from my bag and walked up to the head of the bed. She was lying on her left side facing me, sound asleep. I easily looped one of the panty hose. But he just could not read the expression on her face.Not fear, certainly, nor wanton desire, a possible curiosity perhaps, but then, for a moment, he thought it was a look of gratitude. Hardly. He was doing her no favours. He was the one who should feel grateful, having her treat his cock so intimately. They had exchanged no words, only open looks.Then she swam away towards the beach, and he went after her, swam under her once more, and when she stopped he caught her gently, and again his.