No other soul was about, only the wheeling gulls overhead. The beach was flat and firm underfoot. "Do you know," she began, "that our kiss under the m...istletoe was my first in nineteen years?" Her eyes searched my face, looking for my understanding of what she meant. "Oh," I said, "you mean you want another one from me?" "Well, just one little kiss can't hurt, can it darling?" I clasped her firmly, my hands at her back, and kissed her lips. My penis hardened immediately, and she felt it, for she. Her eyes lit up when she knew she was giving me pleasure, and a second hand moved to my chest, stroking through the hair and across my nipples. My sharp intake of breath when she first did that was a clear indication to her how much I loved it, and her mouth was soon in the same place. I stood in my hallway, all thoughts of me taking charge lost to my mind, as she made me tremble and moan. I was barely able to stay standing and she hadn’t even touched me below the waist. Her hands and lips. " Ok, Jon!"He took off at a run, and I was surprised at how fast he could move. Within a few minutes I saw one of the carts headed toward the village at full speed with its single light on. Then and there I was glad they didn't make much noise but wondered at the same time where the guards were. Come to think of it, I hadn't seen any of them since Maurice left. I looked around for a few minutes and spied movement at the end of the outside cabins to my right. I called out in French the password. Look behind you pet. Slowly turning, Toby's jaw was in danger of dropping and he felt his pants tighten quite quickly. "Oh god Jo," whimpering softly as he took in his wife. "I think I'm in trouble," Toby mumbled under his breath. "Oh you definitely are Pet," purred Jo as she slinked across the room, her leather corset and boots making little noise as she slid against him. "You're definitely going to be in trouble," she said against his lips, pushing him softly into the chair, never breaking.