In the total darkness, I could not see a thing, but could make out the sound of a sloppy blow job being done very close to me. Then I hear movement o... their mattress and I wondered what was going on. But I figured out the Ron was getting on top of Rebecca. Then I heard Rebecca’ voice for the first time… “Yes, fuck me!” Fuck me hard”, she was crying out. Then the mattress began to shake. I slowly reach out to touch her body and felt her leg. She had her legs spread wide taking every inch. Larissa smiled fondly at the rather fanciful name Mrs James had saddled upon, what was in reality, a rather unpretentious room; it’s one redeeming feature the rather spectacular view of the Island’s wind swept beach.A new painting caught Larissa’s attention as she moved down the long, wide hallway. It looked to be by the new artist who’d moved to the island a month or so back, ‘Patrick Wynter something or other,‘she thought. It was quite different to the typical Australian bush landscapes and. She sat back down and Clive asked her to put her leg back over the arm of her chair and carry on where she had left off and amazingly she found herself doing as he asked. He sat on the edge of the desk opposite giving her instructions all of which she obeyed, pulling her panties to one side and finger fucking herself while telling him how it felt, licking her fingers, whatever he asked her to do she did.He sat there watching her play with herself for a few minutes before moving slowly toward. ”I got up and headed to her, She was standing the bathroom holding her panties. She looked up and said “You must of had a good time in here, didn’t you.” She didn’t look mad but kind of turned on. “yeah I guess I did Kate are you mad at me.””No James I’m not mad just sad that I couldn’t watch you jerk off into my dirty panties.”I was shocked and so was my cock as it started to quickly harden in my pants. “Would you like to show me how you did it James, I would love to watch you, maybe you could.