It was about 15 ft to where she was standing. Once I reached her she ordered me to lick her toes. So I started running my tongue up and over the top o...f her toes on her right foot and then between the tips of her toes and the straps paying special attention to any and all crevices that I came upon. I was excited as hell and tripping at the same time. I had always wanted to submit, to be a boy toy, to be used but a strap on? As I started kissing and nibbling my way up her leg and inner thigh she. “Who are you?” “I am the daughter of Ben the son of the dairy owner. He’s one of the big brothers who came to the dairy weekends after my grandfather had his heart attack. You and my mother ran into each other one morning and seeing your penis pointing straight at her, well, she just freaked out. She’s been telling the story ever since about the two legged livestock. You probably don’t remember.”“I probably don’t remember because I forgot almost everything about the dairy experience and it has. 'practice' later?" Sure." Thanks, b*o. Imu," she said drowsily."Okay, seriously, what the fuck does that mean?"She smiled and fell asleep. The mint juleps and the swimming and the sun and the warmth of his sister's barely-clothed body snuggled into him eventually won out over Richard's ridiculous arousal too. They had an excellent nap. So good that they slept through their usual afternoon session in the ocean.Richard woke first. It was late afternoon and they were covered by a light blanket. The bidding, that was secret, was brisk and high. Although what was going to take place was going to be on the stage anonymity would be assured because the participators would wear a cat suit and be half masked with an animal face of their own choosing.Only members could vote but could do this on behalf of their guests. If they had three guests they could have four votes, five- six votes etc. After the bidding the winners would be notified in the interval.Grace was hoping the Ike Man would be.