Her collar. By now I was sure I could teach her to hang around and act civilized but I would need a good leash and collar to get started.Lunch was a w...elcome sight when mine arrived via Meetee. After I'd finished I decided that a nap wouldn't hurt me, so I kicked off my boots and lay down on the furs. It reminded me that we'd been lucky so far and hadn't had even a threat of rain. If a thunderstorm came up fast we'd end up with everything we owned wet. Well, it would just have to dry. She picked up her pace, rocking now instead of sliding, and was quickly screaming her way to another climax. When she came down, she laid back collapsing onto me. I let her get a second wind, or third, while I reached around and played with her button. She quietly moaned, and I got the feeling that she was satisfied, and was content with what she had gotten out of our meeting. Once Ruth had her strength back, she leaned forward and popped my penis out.“Your turn now. You may be too generous for. ’‘You can take the blindfold off any time you like, Meg. But once you do, this is over. Permanently.’‘Why?’‘To keep the magic alive for you,’ he replied, exiting the Jacuzzi and dressing.‘It’s still alive,’ smiled a satisfied Meg laying back in the water. ‘You’ve got the most gorgeous head of hair and you smell divine, so I can be pretty confident you aren’t a bald bricklayer!’Bliss. There was that wonderful laugh again. She could listen to that all day.‘At least tell me what colour your hair. Vickie smiles at him and ask cheerfully, "Are you ready for breakfast?" Paul looks tired but smiles, telling her he is starved.Vickie does not act in anyway out of the ordinary and eagerly heads to the kitchen to get his breakfast. Once in the kitchen she pauses for just a moment to let the blood settle back into the rest of her body before returning with his meal. The robe was not shear and she was not hanging out but you would have thought so the way that Paul reacted. Vickie set his tray up.