Sure, his cock was a couple of inches longer than mine but I felt mine was a bit thicker and I had a lot more stamina than he did.Mercedes was unable ...o look me straight in the eye after she rearranged her clothing. I knew she felt guilty as hell but she was still in the obvious afterglow of great sex. I really didn’t blame her because the main reason I had taken Bronkowski along was to give me some slack from humping duties with Mercedes, Amy, Misty and the red-haired imp.We arrived at dusk. They had converted bandeaus and underwear to form a bathing costume. When they reappeared, they were a sight to behold. They were absolutely delightful. Victoria looked at them wistfully."Come with me, aunt," urged Felicia.They reappeared about ten minutes later, with Victoria sporting the same type of apparel. We men were treated to the sight of a semi-nude monarch. A view few had ever seen. I whistled in appreciation, and she glared at me. "Please show respect for your elders, young man."Sir. “Didn’t I tell you, I am sorry.” He said. “Today is corsets, they’re supplying the corsets, and there will be some light bondage as well.”“Bondage!” She said alarmed “What tying me up.”“Don’t worry, I am here.”The photographer arrived. It was a woman, Nina. With her was a young guy, Mike, about s*******n, who was carrying her bags. He dumped them on the floor, and left, retuning about five minutes later, red faced, and panting, with some more. The corsets were gorgeous, lacy, silky. Some were. I looked ahead at my husband who was deep in conversation with the colleagues seated either side of him.I smiled at my gentlemanly host as he guided me to my seat and slid the chair comfortably closer to the table. I looked up and smiled at my host as his eyes were obviously feasting on my displayed cleavage, which from his view point was most definitely ample.His eyes seemed to be filled with lust as he stared at my black sheathed breasts. The attention from his optical seduction was beginning.