“T-Two... aaahhh... two, Mistress... aahh... thank you... M-Mistress... “Miss Karena smiled benevolently, as if she were doing poor Miralda some g...od turn. The third stroke whistled down.“Aahh... aaahhh... aaaahhhh... AAAAAHHHHH!” Miralda’s head was thrown right back, her mouth was wide as were her starting eyes. Miss Karena had laid that stroke precisely between the first two! No wonder that fulsome bottom twisted and writhed so agonisedly.“Aahhh... oh no...” half sobbed Miralda, head. Glancing at the clock, I see that in five minutes, Andrew will be outside doing his morning routine.I get comfortable on the lounge chair and just like clockwork, Andrew steps out onto his patio and walks over to the pool. Wearing my sunglasses, I watch as Andrew goes through his morning stretches wearing a very tight, white speedo.My eyes widen as they focus on the largest bulge I have ever seen and it is prominently on display for my eyes. A soft gasp escapes my lips, as my fingers pinch,. Please don’t tease me” I begged. He went and got a towel from the cupboard and put it in front of the couch. “Knee on this Stella and rest your body on the couch because Brute was a big dog and quite heavy”. I did as directed. “Come boy. Brute mount” and on command Brute climbed on my back. Greg reached under Brute and directed his growing cock to my pussy. Brute was spraying pre-cum and as soon as he felt his cock enter me he trust forward. I squealed as his cock continued to grow. “Oh my God”. I didn't really want to be caught out here like this and having to explain my actions to Mr Foster!It was gone midnight when Haga finally showed, walking down the dock and looking about for me. I couldn't resist remaining hidden where I was as he passed me, quietly calling out my name. Once he had, indeed, moved beyond me, I silently stood and, leaning forward, tapped him on the shoulder as I loudly whispered, "Haga!"The result of this rather juvenile trick was immediate and rather amusing for.