. yes...”“I think we need to get you some more pretty panties.” DeargliI felt a slight quiver against the hand she had against Kerry pussy. “O...oo ... I think my girl likes that idea.” Another quiver. “Do you?” Another chance for some gentle reinforcement“Yes...”“Should I ask Chris to buy you some, so we can model them for him again?” The moisture she felt on her hand was enough of an answer, but Kerry needed to admit it vocally “Kerry?”“I ... yes...”Dearglil gently teased Kerry’s clit, subtly. Rome has it’s history and Florence was so refined but it was the sexual energy we felt in Venice that had us dying to return to. Our first trip was taken with longtime friends, I’d call them our closest still today but what lacks is they’re not in the group of play friends, as in swapping. Not that there was any arm twisting going on but as we worked our was up our defenses started to lower, not that we felt need to keep them high. It’s was about our third night sharing the the same suite when. My master and mistress slept on the ground beside the boat. Of course I slept with them as usual. There was no fucking that night. I think all were too exhausted. The next day we started downhill and we moved nearly as fast as we could walk. Before midday we launched into a lake which our men rowed across before we encamped that evening. For two days no one had washed and so while us slave set up camp and cooked the evening meal all the Rus had a bathing party. Even the older Rus were. You look like you could use a shower and a nap. You're going to want to be fresh when Sue gets back."Tiny looked at the reporter and said, "Steve's wife, Sue is another great human interest story. They have both become ultra successful through their own efforts. You could have an entire series about these two."I shook hands with the reporter and once again asked him to avoid using my name in connection to the stupidity that had occurred last night.When I passed Glenda, I asked her to wake me up.