Naked, I sat close to him so my back was against him and leaned my head back. Absently looking at the sky as it became night but I was still thinking....“You know, I like it when you knot with me. I like it that you make me yours. I feel so connected to you that way. Is that your preferred way, too?” Nod. “So why didn’t you knot me this time? Okay, bad question form, again. You can’t answer an open question like that. I think we should establish a rule. You only knot with me here in the lagoon.. It was rape. It was an acknowledgement of what was to come. Conrad watched as her head turned incrementally; adjusting to the organ entering and exploring her mouth. He watched as she adjusted her tongue to accommodate his.Sandy's mouth was open as far as it would go; giving some indication that her other opening would struggle to accept whatever else he chose to insert. To Conrad, it looked like a passionate exchange. To Sandy it was rape. Sandy was not willing. She had resigned herself to not. My boyfriend liked the idea and said we would join. I choose a black summer dress with a very deep cleavage, one of the many dresses I have but never have chance to wear because of too much sexy for my own family and friends. No bra and just black little panties and my black high heel sandals. I was happy to be able to wear those dresses in the upcoming days and would do my best to look as sexy as possible. When we got together with the others I was surprised about the way some other women. When we were done, we sat on the floor, drinking tap water and staring at the line of empty boxes against the wall."Thank you, sir." I said. "This would have been much harder without you." That's why I'm here." He grinned. "But I think you're going to have to buy a few things. Chairs. A bed."I nodded. "A lamp or two." It will get dark in here. I think we have a spare one. I'll bring it down." Sir, really, you've done enough."He waved me off. "Bring it back when you replace it." He looked at his.