She fidgets and moans with my touch.With our skis still attached we make our way awkwardly towards the open grass, which is brown yet warm and dry, re...easing our skis and dropping our packs, gear and poles as we go.In the patch of sun-warmed grass we kiss face to face, I grip her ass and she shoves my pants and briefs down far enough for my massive bulging cock to emerge fully into the sunlight.“You want my pussy don’t you?!” she teases. She smiles slyly as she begins to stroke my cock. I wince. "Give me more!" "Beg me Steph, you have to beg me," he whispered as he spanked me. The force of the spank doubled the pleasure his twisting, teasing fingers were giving me. "Please Mike, I want all your hand inside me, fucking my wet cunt. Please, Mike, fuck me with your hand." The site of his fingers inside me was absolutely perfect. He rubbed his palm against my swollen clit, causing me to completely soak the carpet we stood on. He eased in his remaining fingers, and slowly pushed he entire. There were some lengths of rope, a pair of handcuffs, a ribbed dildo, a black leather ball gag with a bright red ball, some lubricant and a collar, the collar looked almost like one that you’d have a dog wear. I looked at the plate that was riveted to the collar. ‘Anya.’ I read. ‘That’s you, isn’t it?’ ‘Yes Sir.’ I smiled. ‘Interesting. Very interesting.’ I looked across at her—at Anya, and realised something. ‘Kneel, Anya. You forgot to kneel.’ Realising her mistake, she immediately knelt. Before he got the placard he lifted the after sham to expose a knee knocker hatch passing through a strengthened transverse bulkhead which he calculated was the after Boat Bay bulkhead. On the after side of the hatch he found a sign announcing "Boat Bay Emergency Access — DO NOT BLOCK ACCESS WAY". He pulled it to, left it unclamped on the clip and did not replace the sham cover (He broke this up by the simple expedient of walking all over it and disposed of the fragments by putting them in the.