?"No."?Damn. No swimming for me. Oh well.? The ocean is so cold here, swimming? 
is not all that pleasant anyway. But a bit of sun bathing would be ...ice.? Still the longyi can easily be pulled up so I can get some sun on my? legs.?I stepped into the longyi and tied it tightly over my breasts as Master? had taught me, then quickly stepped into my sandals. Master hates it? when he senses that I am dawdling, even if I'm not. ?He came back from the garage with a small ice chest and a small leather?. She faced him, in fact, though she gave no indication that she saw him or anybody. Her face was a silent scream, blue eyes bulging and mouth agape. She wore only underwear, a spicy black lace brassiere and panty set, though the panties lay on the floor. Her hands were spread to support her in front, while her hips were thrust up, bent over the armrest of Fristch's desk chair. Her legs were spread wide, which was only necessary because Fristch was entering her from behind. That sight alone. As I feel it heating up, wanting to explode with come, I probe my index and middle fingers deeper and deeper inside, moving them in and out faster and faster, each time letting out a groan of pleasure as I slowly undulate my hips as I f—k myself with my fingers. It feels so good, and I can feel my body start to tense up, and, mmmm, it’s like I can’t control my hips, and I keep moving my fingers faster and faster. I think about you being on top of me, giving it to me good. I feel come start to. Then, after clearing his throat again, heasked if I was a crossdresser. I laughed and replied, "What do you think?"He shifted and cleared his throat again and for some reason, I leaned overcloser to him and placed my finger under his chin, lifting his facetowards mine. "Do you like wearing panties too, honey?" I asked.The question seemed to startle him and he managed to stammer out that hedidn't. I leaned even closer and told him that it was okay if he did, andasked if he was wearing them right.