Nils looked over from where he was plowing into KC’s drippy cunt. “Thank you, darling. I also would like to be part of your gangbang, maybe first ...nd then last so I can do cleanup.”I teased, “You didn’t do cleanup on KC before you started. Did you forget?”Nils said somewhat defensively, “We were in a rush to ... well, have my cock inside her. I’ll lick her pussy until it sparkles after we’re through.”I gave him a peculiar look and posed, “Sparkles? I’m not sure I’ve ever seen a pussy. Can I assume you will look after Mr. Dawes’ ... interests ... effectively?”“I am already doing what I can, Miss Frobisher. With Mr. Dawes’ current financial crisis, my employment may not last much longer here. However, he has other non-financial assets that still retain some value.”Her face lit up. “You mean these objects that you photographed?”I glowered at her. “Felicity, that file is password protected.” I deliberately used her first name.“But your pictures were not, prior to linking to your. "Well, how did you like that side of things?" she asked.Dan, still short of breath, said, "Incredible! I see what you mean about the stimulation. I can see liking both sides of this BDSM thing. How did you feel swinging the whip for a change?" I loved the sense of power, but more, I loved seeing you react. I think that's what makes it so exciting. Not really inflicting pain - there must be something wrong if you really get off on hurting someone - but watching you react to the whip - and. I realised I was fingering my pussy while he told me, asking how many guys had fucked him , he said "No idea, Lots", he had to hang up then as the work phone then rang, I lay fingering my pussy, and realised I was so horny.I thought how I could best serve my sexual needs, deciding the beach was a good start. Getting myself ready and doing my internal cleaning, I was ready to head out around 11 am. It’s a short 5 minute drive to the beach, I noticed around a dozen cars in this car park, and.