With a wry grin, Candy slowly turned around and started to move her hips once more to the rhythm. Miranda could not resist grabbing her aching breasts... feeling electric sparks shoot from her chest down to her toes. Aching with need, she stared at Candy's tight, perfectly sculpted ass while the stripper started to bend down, her butt spread wide. The thin, pink g-string hid almost nothing and Miranda's breath caught in her throat when she glimpsed the other woman's wet pussy lips, visible. Armed with several converters for all our needs while in Europe to use our different ‘appliances’ we waved goodbye to our parents from the deck and then hurried to our room.Grinning and giggling, we quickly undressed each other and fell into awaiting arms. Our kisses, with a taste of the ocean scent, were thrilling. Falling on the soft bed together was wonderful as we groped at each other, finding all the places each most enjoyed. It was two days until we surfaced from our room. The basket. He squeezes both nipples really hard, I scream out in pain; quickly the men turn and start watching just as Master had intended. With the audience attention Master Pete rips his slave skirt off, then makes her straddle an iron bench. There, in front of everyone, Autumn was exposed for the whole party to see. Master Pete knelt before his humble slave and started to stroke that shaven triangle. Then he began to finger fuck her pussy in view of all party goers. No surprise that my pussy. She wasn’t being fair, she reflected. She had her husband, and they had their tree and their own Christmas to share. Maybe they could start their own traditions. She perked up a bit at that idea. As she locked up the library, her mind was already spinning, planning for the holiday. * * * Christmas was only one day away. The house was decked out in holly and lights, the tree covered in handmade ornaments they’d made together. The cookies were all baked, candies all packaged and ready to give..