With the guttural whisper of ‘my turn’, she kneeled before him, her knees still shaky from his earlier pleasuring. The sea breeze cools the sweat ...trickling down her neck caused from his talented lips and tongue. Slowly unbuttoning his pants, she pulls the zipper down, careful not to catch anything sensitive and ruin the fun. Rubbing the hard length of him against her cheek, she looks up at him, gauging how badly he wants her. Eyes closed in pleasure, biting his lip, with the moonlight bathing. " He smiled down at Rowlf. "You won't have to wear that harness much longer, only for as long as it takes for the bus to get from here to Denver." I can do tha'," Rowlf agreed. "Wha' is this Denver place, and how far away is i'?" It's a middle-sized city," Phil answered. "There used to be about a half a million people living there, if I remember right. There are not as many any more, what with the heavy out-migration to other worlds the last few years, but there are a lot of people left there. Then she sat back and unbuttoned her jacket. I was not disappointed. Her large, firm breasts were covered by a sensational sheer black bustier with lace patterns all over. She ran her hands all over her body and the two of us just stood there while she seemed to enjoy the moment of having two younger people just watching her get off. Then after a while she stood between us and told us both to sit on the couch. She slid off her jacket and pushed the straps off her shoulders. Then she pulled the. To add to my excitement, my Master had declared that he would take me back as soon as I was ready. I was determined to endure whatever necessary to reach the point where I was 'ready' - without really knowing what that meant - as soon as possible.Amongst the other prisoners I became known as 'the naked girl', because I was the only one who wasn't allowed to wear any clothes. All the others wore the shirt and skirt made of sackcloth, except at bath-time and during interrogation and punishment..