That old saw about "even when it's bad, it's good" just wasn't applicable, 'cause it was never bad.But anyway, it wasn't make-up sex, really, because ...y the time we got to bed that night, Josie's negative reaction to my earlier harangue about my contract, and my bitching about how Bill was conducting the negotiations, had all pretty much faded away. It wasn't that we had settled anything. But she had asked me to get off the subject, and I'd listened.We had the long, long walk on the beach, and. Amber quickly lowered head back down looking at the floor. "Amber, you know the punishment must be done. Mistress Keira, you can continue punishing Amber for her failure." I said. "Master, I can't continue. You are home now…" she tried to protest. "Keira, finish the punishment," I ordered. "Yes, Master." Keira picked up the leather strap, rising up from her knees, looking at me with a worried smile. I walked between them and felt Amber's red ass, stroking my hand across her ass I felt the. It was a good location, and one where we could chat, as well as dance. I got a chance to chat to a number of girls, who I had chatted to online, including Julie who was wearing a little black knee length dress and just looked divine. We talked, and she mentioned it was nice to see me dressed for once, as she usually sees me on cam with a dildo up my ass as I wank myself into a frenzy. I laughed and we chatted for a while as she introduced me to a load of other people. Heather meanwhile was. She wants to watch.” I looked over mom-in-law like she was a rattler in a horse stall. She was early 50’s, with bottle blonde hair stylishly cut to look messy. The corners of her mouth were tight with the corresponding wrinkles and her eyebrows narrowed. Her suit was expensive looking but out of style, it just barely hid the bulge of her augmented breasts. She sat on the edge of her chair knees together. I’m not sure where it came from but I said “as long as she knows I won’t waist my cum on.