" Take off your dress girl. and kneel before me." You get off my knees and in one pull your dress is over your head and you stand naked in the sun. Yo... slowly go down to your knees. I reach for your breast and pull on your hard nipple. I give it a quick slap. I pull up my skirt and show you my pussy. It is hot and wet. You look at it and lick your lips. "Get to it girl. You know what to do. Or do I get the switch?" You head comes down between my legs and I feel your breath." Yes Miss. I know. It had the population to fight off small-scale raids, and it had the resources to keep large armies away from it. Neither Napoleon nor Hitler had been able to get their armies across ‘the moat’, the English Channel. Caesar had, and William had, but both times the islanders had been too busy fighting among themselves to defend the island from an invader.Even the Germanic migrations that had taken over most of England during the Dark Ages had only happened because the islanders had started by. I'll just give her a little time, he decided.Janet sipped her gin and tonic and sank back into the comfortable wicker chaise, relaxing into its soft pillows was the best thing she'd done for herself all day, she thought sleepily to herself. She felt the sun sinking into her body and she felt invigorated. She started to drift off and suddenly she found herself thinking about the previous evening in bed with Bob. It was the first time in months that he hadn't tried to fuck her, she couldn't. First my socks, the my cami, she kissed my on the neck and told me to stay still. She took her socks off, her pants off, and her blouse. She was on top and I could see she was completely wet and her matching thong, I wanted to taste her hot juices, she moist pussy, but she had other plans for now. She started kissing me in the neck and went up to my ears. My arms moved to her round and incredible butt, touching her thong. I was starting to get hard and she went to my chest, moved my bra straps.