Again she felt the pleasure raise a notch. The rhythm of their movements quickened. The other hand slipped down to where they were connected and began...to stroke her clit. Her hips responded by grinding down on Carl's cock and on his hand. Could she... ? Could she... ? YES! Her orgasm flooded her with light and warmth. Carl's hips rose and she felt him shudder under her.And then the dam burst. Heather began to sob. All of the tension that she had held inside; the arrest, the agreement with. "Then you can swim to the library." The comment was rather foolish, thinking back, though I doubt she even heard me, since I immediately threw her over the transom and right into the deep cool water.It was my turn to laugh as her head appeared and she spitted out a mouthful of sea water. "Bastard." I wasn't sure how to read that twinkle in her eye."Now, Marnie, that's no way to speak about your Master." I moved to the rail and leaned over to help her out of the water.Though older and smaller. “Could you please ask your wife to come in next, please?”All of us except the small kids visited her office at least for a moment. It was Hana and Pam she had the longest discussions with once I had been there. What surprised me was that once she had questioned all of us she came to us and smiled.“It is getting late and I know that you will not be able to get back your home until tomorrow. I’d be very happy if you’d join me for dinner. It has been much too long since I last had this kind of. "It's a secret," he replied, dark blue eyes sparkling with mirth, "But I can tell you this. It involves the Celadon to Fuchsia Winter caravan." Speaking of which!" interrupted Vivian, raising an eyebrow as she inquired of her daughter, "Are you up for it this year?"Miranda opened her eyes, catching her breath as she nodded slowly. "I wouldn't mind," she assured, glancing at Misty, "If it's okay with you?"Misty shrugged, turning to Vivian. "Sure," she replied, "What's it involve?" Well, it pays.