She hopes her Owner will remove it when he comes to her, or that it might fall off during the day, when the heavy labor makes her sweat profusely agai.... She just lays there and waits, since there is nothing else she can do: Every evening he put the isolation hood on her and makes sure she is deaf and blind. Because her arms are cuffed on her back and her feet are hobbled, there is never a chance to escape from her box in the stables. At first this had freaked her out and she had trashed and. No touching, no conversation, I could do nothing else but taste her. She was wet with anticipation and maybe a little masturbation while waiting. She tasted like no one I had ever tasted before, and trust me, I have done a lot of comparison tasting. I ran my tongue along her pussy lips, her perineum, and her wonderfully tight little dark rosebud. She was not only delicious but responsive. She mewed like a kitten into the pillow as I went deeper as she pushed back toward me. I wrapped my arms. Silly elastic, I thought, you can't stop me. But before I could act, Bev lay her hands atop mine and smoothly pulled them off her breasts. For an instant I thought some voice of reason was going to stop us before we got into trouble. She must have sensed the tensing in my arms as I got ready to remove them from around her."No, silly," she turned her head to look at me, the softest sweetest smile upon her glazed face. She then faced forward again, her hands gently guiding mine up under the. I bent forward a little toward my dad giving him an eyeful of my tanned breast as I bent over to get my tanning lotion.My tanning lotion is in a spray bottle so I stood there spraying it on my arms, my breast and then my midsection. I placed my leg up onto the seat and sprayed one leg then the other. I put the bottle down and started to work the lotion into my arms. I turned my attention from dad to the three guys in the other boat. I saw the one guy poke his buddy and point toward me. Good I.