Actually. I..”Deepa shushed me. “Hands behind your back”, she said. I put my hands behind my back.Deepa walked around me and before I could real...ze it, she had handcuffed me!“What are you doing?” I asked. I was scared now. My heartbeat began to rise.“Nothing. We are just taking control of things”, she said. “Over to you Archana.”Archana walked up to me and ran her fingernails over my bulge.“Your cock needs freedom”, she said and began to unbutton my pants.“No, no, no. Please don’t do this”, I. She told me that she is from Northern Spain and she comes here often just to relax. As the conversation went on for a bit, she casually said, “Why don’t you enjoy nature in your natural state of being?” That is when I just removed the pieces of clothing I was wearing.She made some space. I lay with her as we kept talking. She told me that she is not looking to have intercourse. As the conversation went on, we started touching each other, kissing, making out while feeling all of each other’s. I had handed it to the current owner's grandfather almost a century before for safe keeping.It only took the Head Waiter a few minutes to return. In that time, I had allowed my mind to wander back to that light spring day. A 30 year old chardonnay was what I passed to the owner, asking him to hold it for me until such a time as I could return to claim it. The bottle was now well over a century in age. I had another at my home in Paris, so I knew it should still be in excellent form if properly. The door slammed. My shirt ripped off, my jeans yanked down, my erect cock engulfed in her luscious mouth. I felt her hands behind my back, pulling me hard into her. I was so worked up, I couldn’t hold back for long.“I’m gonna…”She pulled off just in time, pushing me onto the bed. She had me raise my knees up to my chest. Abandoning my cock, she began to administer tongue lashings to my exposed anus. I’d never been rimmed before, but she sure seemed to know what she was doing.Apparently.