“Please, Khamûl,” she gasped, “fuck me again. I need you back in my ass. Please. I’ll do anything.”“You know what happens when you beg, s...lut.”Éowyn shuddered in anticipatory orgasm, for this was what she’d really wanted all along. “Yes ... please, please, punish me. Please...”“And still you ask.”From beneath his robe he produced a thin cane, applying it with sharp wrist-flicks to her sore tits, and then directly between the sodden lips of her cunt as she writhed in agonized release, juices. I thought we would look much more like the perfect couple together than he and his wife. His six foot two inch frame by my five foot eleven both dressed in a classic style. He was so tall, sophisticated and elegant I thought he would look much nicer with a tall young leggy blond like me on his arm. The formally served dinner was nice enough but I kept wondering where they were and hoping I just wouldn’t run into them at all. This was such an awkward situation. As much as I hated her for the. Joe would have copped a really pleasant eyeful. Now for stage two!I wandered indoors and upstairs, donned an electric blue bikini. I peeped out of the window to check Joe was working on the pool, grabbed a book, sunglasses and a towel and dashed downstairs, through the kitchen and into the pool area. With my towel wrapped round my waist I swayed as I walked to a poolside sun bed and whipped the towel off and ceremoniously laid it on the bed, bending at the waist so as to give Joe the maximum. Bubba spoke up, "Now little slut, you made a mess on the cloth! You'd better clean that up too!"He then took her by the hair and directed her to the large puddle now formed on the green felt. She lapped at it like a dog drinking in the summer heat. Once they were satisfied Bubba picked her little frame from the table top and set her down feet first on the floor. I saw Anna breathe a sigh of relief, until Bubba spun her around, pushed her back over the edge of the table and rammed his now rock.