Alex moaned loudly into her smothering cheeks. All four of his limbs yanked on their chains, not out of a need for oxygen, but the sheer overwhelming ...leasure of her multiple ministrations. Bethany pressed her ass down forcefully, pushing his face even further into the bed as he licked away in her leathery darkness. She worked her mouth up and down his hot length with vigor, getting a good taste of her leather gimp as his body squirmed below her.He rattled his bonds yet again, desperate for air. I slowly and quietly stepped into her room and walked up next to her bed. I bent down and raised the sheets up to take a sneak look at her body. Then with a start I heard her say, “Well just don’t stand there. Get undressed and crawl in here.”I dropped the sheets and as I walked around her bed I took off my pants and underwear in one move. She raised the sheets and I slid under them and moved close to her. She put her soft hand against my cheek and said, “God what am I doing?” Then moved her. Guys were in banana hammocks and the girls were sporting thongs. A lot of skin exposed for a couple of Midwesterners. Needless to say, the beach blanket found the sand and a couple of beach chairs were opened. Angie knew I enjoyed the view of topless women strolling in the rays of the sun with perspiration oils glistening on all those beautiful breasts. What she was about to find out was that I had concealed over the years the dormant fantasy of candaulism. Angie spent a good hour laying on her. Just you remember that.” “Yes. Yes Sir, I promise,” Cynthia experienced a rush of pleasure at his words. Mr Kellerman held back a moan as he watched her tight little star twitch and couldn’t resist painting his thumb with her secretions and slowly entering into her puckered depths with the next thrust of his hips. She lost control, hips thrusting, back arched and a litany of fucks poured from her sweet lips. “Fuck that’s it Sir, fuck me! Yours, I’m yours. Harder, more, fuck, oh fuck yes,”.