Go out to the wreck with her and have fun. I promise not to be looking! Just come up with the goods!"DAY TWENTY FIVE"I think your hide is safe for the...while, my lovely girl!" Fran and Frieda were swimming out to the wreck again. Francesca was cold already but the hardy Frieda was loving her swim, as always. "How did you swing it, you lovely darling genius?" asked a grateful, if slightly disbelieving Frieda. The threat of a whipping had been hanging over for days now and she was glad it was not. Greta seemed alittle disappointed that it wasn't more elaborate, but he justgrinned and told her to wait and see.At midday the guests started to arrived and each one he let in with acurtsey and served a glass of Champagne. Once they had each had atop up of their glasses Glenda told Sophie to serve lunch and theymade their way into the dining room.As he placed their soup in front of them he was heaped with praise.The plates were narrow rectangles and placed so that a narrow end wasfacing the. I smiled and asked still hungry? But I am tired. He pulled my hair and threw me out of the bed near his legs on my knees. He made me look at his face and said. Don’t take me for granted bitch you are my slut and you spread your legs for me whenever I want it to. I said yes, his dominance had something. Then he guided me to his dick. I took his dick and started giving him blow job. I was sucking his dick his balls and he was sleeping on the bed enjoying each and every bit of it. He was getting. My wife wore a red shawl over a black sleeveless top and full length black stretch pants. The three top buttons of her blouse were undone. You could just see the edges of a red lace bra that was holding her boobs together creating some beautiful cleavage that shook like a bowl Jell-O when she walked. The red shawl added minimally concealment.We found a table toward the back of the club in the gaming area near the four pool tables. It was still early and there were very few people in the club. I.