" he looked around, "Bed or poolside." Poolside." I agreed and slid my shorts and tee shirt off. "Norm, my scar?" I asked."Sure honey, looks like your...cunt continues past your navel, get those panties down so I can see." he grinned, "Its beautiful." Norm, there's a security camera over there." I cautioned but he didn't care as he guided me to the ground and spread my legs apart."Good." he replied and then he was sliding himself in me, I didn't realise I was so excited but suddenly I was. Should I remove them for you?" Not just yet, slave. Tell me: does your husband know how much of a demented little fuckslut you are?" N-n-no, master. He doesn't know." Where the hell does he think you are?" At my friend Susan's house. He's out of town and won't be back until Monday." What would he think if he found you here, worshipping my cock like you will be soon?"There was a barely perceptible instant which Cindy just knew was a shiver of delight and terror. It's how she would have reacted. ....But you are the only one to come out and rub your pussy," she smiled. She went down before me and began to kiss my legs. Her lips were soft and sweet and the warm air of her breath made my head spin. "I overheard y'all talking in the workroom," she said as she kissed my already dripping pussy. It nearly drove my crazy. "I heard what you wanted.......sexually." Her tongue was outlining my pussy and driving my crazy. I grab the chair arms and wanted more. Right now I felt extremely kinky. I. " Well, when we're finished the coffee, grab your towels, soap and shampoo, we'll head down to the shower shack and get cleaned up," announced Bill."The 'shower shack?'" Megan asked, tentatively.We hustled the three down to a fairly basic structure located near the start of the trailer sites. Not really a shack, it consisted of a concrete slab with drainage, covered by a roof supported in a post-and-beam manner, with about twenty shower heads dangling from the open ceiling. The closest thing to.