Kiran held her breath, as she waited facing the closed door, thinking, “This is where it begins.” Lady had finally managed to find the keys from h...r cluttered bag, as she walked past Kiran; passing her the bag to hold while she opened the door. Kiran had it clutched in her arms. She felt different, strangely good, being treated like that. It felt natural to her, to follow, as it was so natural for the lady to command. The cards were already placed on the table now, Kiran only had to flip them. ”“Right,” I said as I grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the door.“Wait!” she said and ran back to my shorts laying on the floor in front of the counter. Bending over she reached into one of the pockets and pulled out the key.“There are only so many hidden keys here,” she said, “we need to put this back.”She ran around to the deck steps and got down on her hands and knees. I was behind her as she reached under the top step and put the key back in its hiding place, so I had a really good. "She really did enjoy stretching out those tormenting final seconds. "...called ..." The woman was just plain being naughty. "... called TenMinutes in Paradise?"The husbands had to think for a few seconds before the particulars ofthat party activity came to them, but you could read on their faces thedetails of it that they were recalling. Still holding hands -- becausenone of the wives had told them they were allowed to stop -- they castdistressed looks toward each other. Not that there. "Fuck my face, Kyle!" Anger, defiance in her tone. "Shove your cock in my mouth and fuck my face like a cunt!" Denise made a mocking face from behind Linda, urging me. The words were like a magic trick, turning me from husband to master in a heartbeat. I plunged in. Denise held her head. She gagged when I felt my cock hit the back of her throat, and Denise held her there a few second, choking and coughing spit out of the sides of her mouth. Denise let go and Linda's head fell forward, drooling.