Figuring Scott was going to be there, she took extra time getting ready, the rose scented bubble bath a given, he had said he liked it the first time ...they met. Lying back in the thick bubbles, she let her hands wander as she thought of the blue eyes and rugged good looks, her fingers tickling her nipples. She could feel the tightness starting already, a condition that had been permanent since that first night. Putting aside the part of her that must have been in heat, she took the time to. There were few tourists about this early in March. They were eating when he had a sudden thought. “Terry what if your father says no when I ask him?”She frowned considering the question for a moment, “Well darling I would hate to go against my father’s wishes, we will have to cross that bridge if we come to it.”Robert had an inner feeling of panic beginning to build in his chest as he considered her answer.Later they walked beside the five Locks, which raised the Caledonian Canal up on its. I was expecting it, but it still made me jump as she slapped my arse hard. She did this five more times, then sat on the bed again. “Pull those panties up slave” she ordered “and go to the window” I pulled the soaking wet satin panties back up over my cock and walked to the bedroom window. “Open the curtains and stand at the window so everyone can see what a panty slut you are” D said “But…” I started, “Do it” she said firmly. I walked to the window, took a deep breath and pulled the curtains. He teasingly played around my labia time and again and then untensed his tongue to softly lick all the way down between my clit and increasingly dampening opening. Of course I felt embarrassed and odd having someone else at my pussy for the first time in my live. (Well of course I have spread my legs for other women before - gynecologist yuck - but that is not something any girl wants to think about during her sex debut) I didn't want him to stop, dug my hands deep inside his long, brown hair.