They got talking and had a chat about the game and the surrounding area. Places to visit etc.etc. I went with Joe to the water and again he stopped fo...r a chat on the way back. Joe asking Chris about how the game was going and me just making small talk with Mo. They were in their fifties, from the Midlands and seemed a nice couple. Chris was average build with a little bit of a belly on him and Mo was similar in height about 5’9”. She was quite big in build and did have a few stretchmarks, but. "Quiet," he said, "Or you'll get a whipping. I see you met the whip already?" Yes, Master," Samantha was immediately all obedience and servility, "And I never want to have that again."She was appalled as he replied, "Oh, you'll get used to it."After pushing his finger into her vagina a little way, and finding that as dry as her arse hole, he ordered her to fetch the oil from the bathroom."What for?" she asked without thinking."To oil the door hinges," he said sarcastically and she fled to obey. ”Prestira laughed. “That’s so boring Zander. Sex is a power game, and I don’t want a teammate; I want a competitor.”I sat back and drew my own pipe, lighting and inhaling deeply. “You’re a twisted individual.”Prestira smiled back, her disheveled hair hanging in strands in front of her face. “That’s rich coming from you.”She conjured a silver cloak around her naked body. It was a draping garment that she left open to the pelvis, exposing her lithe torso, and the inner portions of her breasts.. ” She was laughing and giggling and was moving her legs real fast.I was giggling too.“Ma what happened?” I asked in a dumb way.“See you squished my pussy…” she said with mock sadness, her cheeks were now rose red!“Aww…. I am sorry…”Saying this, I began to rub her pussy up and down with my finger. Just a soft sensual massage.“Ma just lie down, lemme see where it hurt ok?” I said, dreamily.“OK but be careful, don’t squish it!” she commanded, then laughed and laid back on the bed.This was time to.