We were fucking for anyone to see and enjoy. With gusto her orgasm rang out in harmony with the gulls cry. A gush of beautiful juices flowing onto the...coastal path. I slipped out and she added a river of pee down the path, and we got dressed and returned to walking. It was beautiful, heartfelt, sexy as hell, and added a new joyous danger to our outdoor challenges.The next day we were heading back to London and stopped off at a Dorset beauty spot for the night. After a lovely sexy night. And she was sure the warmth it emanated wasn’t just that left by Petra’s muzzle. ‘What are you doing?’ gasped Tom, as Sarah’s hand squeezed and stroked his hidden penis. ‘Sshh!’ remarked Sarah, her face upward and her broad smile directed in the approximate direction of his voice. ‘What? Bloody hell! Those are my flies! What are you doing? I’ve got a girlfriend, you know. It’s not right!’ ‘This says it is,’ Sarah said softly, as she eased out a penis that was growing ever larger and thicker. It. " What's in the bag?"Laura smiled. "You'll find out."Inside Laura's apartment, they kissed by the door, hungry for each other. "I'm sorry," Earlene confessed. "I really did want to do that. I think I really missed you. I know my boobs did. It took them three days to stop hurting, after last time."Laura frowned, looking down at the mounds pushing up through Earlene's thin rayon blouse. "Poor babies. But you told me that's what you wanted. Something to remember me by." Nobody ever whipped them.". It was as ifthat ability had been taken from me. Then she said that ourrelationship needed to move forward. We should get married. I tried tostall for time but she made persuasive arguments and shortly I agreed.It was like I was in a strange dream. Then I told myself that this wasmy opportunity. Once we were wed I could assert myself over my new wifeand redo everything the way I wanted. Of course. It would be perfect.She also decided that I would be sexier to her if I got rid of my.