.”.Sue lay on the deck of the yacht, topping up her tan. Her naked body glistened with suntan oil. Beside her, Julie lay face down, her perfect arse...an even golden brown, a bead of sweat rolled between the cheeks of her arse, and into her anus. The boat tugged gently at its anchor, as a gentle late afternoon breeze rippled the blue Med. “Do you girls want a drink,” a voice called up.“Yes, the usual darling,” Sue replied, “for both of us.”The drinks were brought forward. Sue looked above her. But then, thinking about it, they are.George comes back carrying a box which he places on the table at one end of the gym. One by one, he points to each of us and beckons for us to come forward.First we get a rubber chest strap, which fits just beneath our breasts. This is part of a heart rate monitor and the monitor goes on our wrists. They are obviously taking care of us. Second, we're told to put on a rubber G-string, which is pleasantly firm. Third, we get what looks like a swimming costume. Sandra perked up and sat back up. She pouted down at me, “Too bad. I was going to make it up to you.” She moved as if to climb off my cock, “But if you have already forgiven me . . .” She smiled impishly down at me. I laughed and grabbed her hips. I pulled my legs up and started driving up into her. “Just because I forgive you doesn’t mean you don’t owe me an orgasm.” Sandra laughed and started riding me. Our hands roamed over the other person, but without the. "She lost a lot of blood. They gave her a transfusion. Now all they said they could do is wait." Freddie said after seeing Carly walk in."What happened?" She asked, unsure."They said that some fibroids in her uterus caused her to have a miscarriage." He said with his head down next to where he was holding her hand. "I didn't even know she was pregnant."Carly walked closer and sat down in the chair on the other side of Sam's bed."Carly, did you know that she was pregnant?" Freddie asked.