Jill walked up to me, and rubbed her hands over my chest and shoulders. "Poor baby, I bet you're completely worn out." She leaned forward and placed a... tender kiss on one of the worse scrapes. "And your poor skin! You should have been more careful." I just need a break. A short rest, a quick swim, and I can finish that other, smaller branch back there, before sunset." I said, my eyes closed, enjoying the feel of her hands on my skin.I felt her hands lower to my pants button and her lips traced a. ” I had deliberately played to her weakness, she could never say no to a good challenge. She’d lost our last challenge when she had declared another woman couldn’t bring her to orgasm, she’d been a good sport about that one. She was bound to be a good sport about this one too, whichever way the cards fell for us. This is how I came upon the virgin BDSM flesh before me. I had bound her wrists to the pole that masqueraded as a support beam in my bedroom. Her hourglass figure. “Well then hurry up. Or should I get the hairbrush?” I could see the hairbrush, not six inches in front of me. It was going to hurt. I cried out, made a lot of noise. Came again. Rubbed and rubbed. “Push two fingers into that wet, naughty little pussy. Now. Shove them in.” I did, pushed them all the way in, wondering if she was at the door, watching me doing this all for her, being such a little slut for her, pleasing her. I pumped them in and out, then again, I was so wet. Another orgasm. She gave one hell of a blow job. Daddy and daughter had obviously been a this for a while for to be such an accomplished cock sucker. Max, not wanting to be left out and seizing the opportunity crept up behind Kizzy and started to lap at her raised posterior. Seeing the dog lapping at her and Kizzy sucking me so expertly It was all I could do not to cum straight away. Then Max, bored of licking mounted her, his tongue hanging own the side of his mouth, drooling, he gripped her.