He stared for a moment at the perfect teardrop breasts inside the mesh bra. He blushed a little, looking around him as if to make sure no one was watc...ing--despite the fact that he knew he was alone. He smiled a bit and reached down to cop a feel of the mannequin`s breasts. He was intrigued by the texture and give of the plump forms, astonished at how real they felt. What kind of retailer would need a mannequin like this? It had to cost a fortune.He went in for another grab, this time more. Suddenly, out of the blue, she wrapped her left leg around me and climbed on my body. She looked at me, with sexy eyes and beer on her breath, rubbing her tits against my chest."What are you doing?" I asked her."What does it look like I'm doing?" she relied.She kicked off the covers, pulled my shorts down and put my cock in her mouth."Alex!" I said, in a stern voice.At that point, something happened in my brain because, to this day, I still can't remember the next five or ten minutes. Then next. " Before they knew what happened a wave had washed them over board and they found themselves threading water and trying to stay a float. Then another wave hit them and they went under again. At early dawn the two washed upon shore. Choaking on sea water, they gasped for air. "Where are we?" "How should I know?" "your the one with the brillent ideas." "Yeah, Hank," Tom said shaking his hand in an uncaring manner. "Hey!" Tom's eyes. Now, please,’ and I swiftly comply. After the second glass, I see my mistress swing her feet over the edge of the bed. She calls for her slippers, which I fetch. Her robe, which I help her into. After which, she rises from her mattress, and motions towards the door. I cross the room and open it, my eyes towards the floor as she approaches. She lets out a chuckle, and reaches towards me. I flinch, but hold still as she clasps my shoulder. ‘Thank you. Now be a dear, and make breakfast.’ she.