There’s a tender breeze bathing the bed, slightly moving the sheer lace curtains as they move to and from the window casings. Thoughts roll through... my head while I’m still foggy. I look at the clock and realize it is only half way through the night. I’m very glad that I only wore boxers to bed because the warm air passing over me would have been stifling in anything more. Everything is calming, soothing. There isn’t a sound to be heard and that’s possibly the best thing to hear on a night. And around her neck: a leather collar with a leash trailing down her back--both in lavender.She shivered for a moment, covered in goosebumps, as she looked down at herself. Crazy, she thought. If I get caught… But, oh god, it was so exciting! She imagined Him—her unseen Master—standing across the aisle from her, watching her obey His instructions, enjoying the sight of this 'librarian', with her glasses and tight hair, stripping to her undies before Him in this public place…and felt herself. This time she ignored me, as I waved my arms and banged on the trailer trying to get her to move back. She was in a trance, staring off onto the next site.The object of her attention was a well-built kid in a park ranger uniform, coaching an equally well-built blonde in a bikini as she laid kindling in the fire-pit. From a distance, now, it's almost amusing. Joanna was absolutely entranced by him, he as much so with the young woman's cleavage, while all were oblivious to the others' attention.. As his Galatea, I desired his desire; Ineeded his need. "Fuck me!"His lightning cock flashed between my buttocks again, penetrating myrectum anew. Repeatedly, his penis, thick and hard, parted my buttocks,ramming and slamming its way past the smooth, inward-curving mounds ofmy bottom as it impaled me anew, stabbing me again and again, not onlyclaiming, but also reclaiming, its conquest of the territory it hadinvaded.Suddenly, Professor Higgins, his cock inside my ass to his balls,stopped. I.