In bed one night, Danny confided that she got extremely turned on whenever a guy, any guy, would stare at her.“You don’t find it unsettling or rud...e?” I asked.“No. In fact, I’d love to just once fuck the crap out of a total stranger.”Danny’s revelation came as a small surprise to me. This prompted a long discussion about sexual fantasies.“You know," Danny said after a bit, “we should try and see who can make the other’s fantasy come true first.”It was a daunting challenge, but one I was willing. Your legs spread further giving me total access to your hotness from behind. Your soft smooth lips need my touch, my kisses my love. I slide my tongue up and down your smooth lips my wetness joining yours. I dine on your deliciousness, delving my tongue into you seeking entrance. I part you with a pointed tongue and nibble your lips below at the same time. You gasp out loud at the invasion going on in our bed. I suck hard as I slide my tongue in and out of your hot sweet pussy. You are so hot. Nor forget.”“She must be asking them about being a slave,” Mistress Tracey said. “That’s good.”All conversation ended at that point as a thunderous boom echoed across the water and brilliant flashes of colored light started to appear over the harbor. We sat more or less silently watching the fireworks for the next hour or so. After things were over, the Master and Mistresses went back to the cabin and we cleaned everything up.“We are going to call it an early night,” Mistress Sam said when we. Part of me enjoyed the compliment, but another part of me was embarrassed to be talked about this way. Rocco, who was next to me at the round table, leaned over conspiratorially and in a loud voice that Chris could easily hear, asked, “So, Jill, honey. Tell me, has your ‘can’t keep it zipped’ boss ever been so crude as to make a pass at his beautiful PA?”I looked over at my boss and saw that Chris had recovered his cool. Rocco was grinning, waiting for my answer. “Chris has got more good sense.