Sandy pulled her dripping mouth from Jane's sex and said, "Who's Ari?" We'll explain later," said Ken, freeing his cock. Sandy's eyes glazed as she do...e back to Jane's musky sex. Ken removed Sandy's sweat soaked clothes and positioned her so that her fur-covered cunt was just above Jane's mouth. Jane groaned from the smell and began licking and sucking the accumulated juices that Sandy had been producing since they started the ride. Soon, Ken's cock was filling Sandy's cunt - slamming her in. We stumbled down the hallway, and fell into my bed. Our fire was ferocious! We were pawing at each other, trying to peel each others clothes off. We dove immediately into hot, torrid, desperate love making. Our bodies writhed against each other, as I moved in and out of her. Our sweat mingled, and we could not catch our breath. The euphoria seemed to last forever. She felt so good. She was so wet, so hot, and rode me as a woman who has never had it that intense. This was rule number I broke. No. And no underwear. Hurry, I'm hungry." I stood there confused. "Are you still here. Do you want to be punished." I turned and quickly went upstairs.When I came down again I was in the yellow dress and 4 inch heels. He looked me up and down. "Open the top 3 buttons and the bottom 3." he ordered. When I'd finished there were just 2 buttons holding the dress together. My breasts were exposed and you could see right to the top of my legs. As I went to the kitchen he said that I was to wear dresses. ”“As Pop Morris used to say, we threw the squeakers back,” Dianne said.“Squeakers?” Lisa asked.“The small ones, because in his words, they would squeak when you put them in the frypan to cook them!” I answered. “He was a funny guy, I have no idea how Nan put up with him all those years.”“Yes, as lovely as she is, she has no sense of humour,” Dianne replied. “Anyway, Lisa, Will, thanks for the lovely day out on the lake, you’ve got a really nice boat, we had a lot of fun, didn’t we.