She then handed him what he thought was a black polo necksweater, but turned out to be a body with see through material likepantyhose for the arms and...upper panel above the breasts, and the entireback panel to the waist, although he couldn't see that. "Then we just clip the poppers down below!" She finished him off with ablack suede miniskirt."Now turn away while I get dressed!" Huh! It was OK for you to look!" There is a difference! My boobs are real! 'Sally'." Spoilsport!" Now I think we'll. The sucking at my nipples was having an extraordinary effect on me. My nipples felt as if they were swelling as the two slugs were milking me.I could feel them undulating and pulsing over my throbbing flesh and I could see the milk running down between my breasts and down to my navel. As soon as the little cup round my navel filled it began to trickle down the little groove that my stomach muscles formed down to my pussy. I whimpered with lust as I watched it flow.It was then that my clitoris. The other stud was also clearly rather large, and both were much taller than I had supposed, dwarfing my more modest frame as I stood up with them.We each put on the bathrobes provided by the hotel, but one of them then stopped me.“Take off that swimsuit” he said, nonchalantly but with an air of someone who expects to be obeyed.I looked around nervously, but we were the only ones there, so I did as he ordered, trying my best to not look awkward as I fumbled to drop my suit. I moved to close the. Do you understand?”She nodded under my stroking hand. “Yes, Master.”“Sally, you are my wife and you are entitled to ‘presume on my good nature’. I am going to spank you because you didn’t trust me.”Although it went against the grain to hit my wife, I knew it wasn’t exactly a punishment as such. Perhaps once in a month, there would be some reason that Sally would contrive to justify a spanking. At the end of it, she would be wet as a swamp, and I would bend her over a chair or some other item of.