She didnt flinch. Thought I saw her sigh. Tom resumed oiling her butt, moving ever closer to her crotch. She parted her legs, giving him room to oil t...e inside of her thighs. He did this in a way that his pinky finger had to be rubbing the fabric over her slit, didnt move his hand farther down her legs. She raised her hips, an obvious invitation. Tom untied the knot of her bikini bottom, the tiny patch dropping away, exposing her pussy. Her bald as a baby pussy. Jesus! She had shaved herself!. The chambermaid withdrew judiciously, but not too hastily, and not until she had taken another good look at my manhood which was by now standing to attention. “Mmmm, you are a naughty boy,” my wife murmured huskily, and she laughed again. “Since you are obviously an exhibitionist, and I am a rather wicked voyeur, perhaps we should have a little fun to spice the occasion of our first married fuck, and before you plunder my throbbing cunt with that magnificent weapon.” Without a by your leave,. I do so and you begin by kissing the inside of my knee moving up my thigh. As you reach my coveted area you simply hover there so I can feel your breath. It feels like you are so very close and I long for you to kiss me, lick me, something, anything but you don't. Starting at my other knee you do it again. I try to move towards you this time encouraging you to touch me but you don't. You move away from me and then back. "Open" and you place another strawberry in my mouth and I take a bite. As I. I filled her bowels. I may evenhave slightly over-filled them. I replaced the hose end with a real butt plug.She moved, but I could tell she was honestly trying to keep her position. Itold her to get up and follow me. I took her to my kitchen, and told her tomake breakfast. She could make whatever she found to make, as she wished.She did a small dance as though she had to go to thebathroom, and she was holding her gut and her ass with the other hand. Sheasked if she could go to the bathroom,.