We both laughed. The water was warm. It was fed from a small underground spring that was heated from an underground fissure. A small stream from the m...untains also fed into the hot springs making the springs temperature tolerable. The closer we moved to the stream, the cooler the water temperature was. Once I found a suitable spot, I stripped down to my swim trunks and lay on the boulder that had been smoothed by centuries of water and wind erosion. I lay on my stomach as the sun beat down on. In between sex the couple tries to get to know one another and see if they might be compatible.Part 02 is about Donna and Troy.After her ‘date’ with Steve, Donna was looking forward to Friday.On Monday she was told that Troy would be picking her up at eight o’clock on Friday.She had never been picked up that late before and was wondering what was up. She was ready when he called from his car and told her to come out. That was certainly not what she was expecting.She put her suitcase in the. She said she had found an old copy of Penthouse in the closet and began to read one of the letters. She explained that the letter was from a woman who supposedly had had sex with her stepson, and while she could never imagine having sex with Jeff, the thought of having sex with me got her gushing. She began undressing, and as she did so, she admitted to me that love honey was dripping down her legs after I grabbed at her ass. When she was nude, she stretched out on the bed and offered her pussy. "Why did you do that?" I hated the way my voice sounded -- all pouty and whiny, but there was no helping it. I hurt. And I was genuinely confused. Or at least, I told myself I was confused."Master. You will always address me as such. Just as I will always address you as slut. Unless you are deserving of worse names?" The questioning manner of that last kept me from speaking out again. I finished buckling the collar in place.I stood, quietly and waited. I didn't have long to wait before you gave.