When we got to San Antonio Jon took me shopping and bought me 2 sarongs, one was see-through. Back in our room we stripped off and Jon told me to shorten the 2 sarongs so that when I just wrapped them round me (like a towel just above my breasts) they would just over-lap by about 6 inches. The see-through one obviously showed everything that I’d got when I Bondage tied the corners to one side but the other one didn’t. When they were tied to the outside of either breast it was only one leg that was trying to escape and, although I’d expected it, I don’t think that anyone would have been able to see my pussy. Both of them were long enough to cover my ass and pussy without me having to worry about getting arrested for showing too much. After I’d got that all sorted Jon told me to take the non-see-through one and just over-lap and lightly tuck in the ends instead of tying them. It didn’t feel at fetish all secure and when I told Jon he just said, “Good.” Right in the middle of doing all that our ‘neighbours’ across the courtyard opened the shutters on their window. It was BDSM then that I realised that as I could see all of them down to their knees, then they could see all of us down to our knees. They were 2 Scottish girls who said “Hi” to us, but stared at Jon and me, as we were both naked. They kept looking over to us on and off as they got changed and eventually went out. Jon and me went femdom and sat in the chairs on our little balcony and watched the people going up and down the street. We were only on the second floor and when a coach went by I felt as though I could reach out and touch its roof. At least it was so close that we didn’t have to worry about anyone on it being able to see us. The same couldn’t be said of the 3 girls on the floor above. They were getting a good start for the evenings drinking session and were spending a fair bit of time on their balcony shouting to other people on their balconies and in the street. At one point I heard one of them shout, “There’s a naked man and woman on the balcony below us!” Shortly after that I saw 3 heads peering down at us and giggling. One of them said, “I can see his todger,” and another said, “They’ve got no pubic hair.” They then proceeded to tell everyone else that was out on their balconies. Jon just said, “Ignore them.” At about 11 o’clock we put some clothes on (me just a thin cotton dress and shoes) and went domination out for some food and a drink or two. We went just down the road into the ‘lively’ part of San Antonio and it was just like the TV program ‘Ibiza Uncovered’. ‘Happy’ people everywhere and every other building was a bar with loud music blaring out. We had something to eat and a few drinks and then went back to our hotel. We managed to get to sleep easy enough but got woken-up a few times during the night. continued in Part 11.doc . Jessica's first party party. "The Party from Hell." When I walked in this time, it was empty. She almost never fetish wore a bra. Lisa had asked. She continued to thrust into me, seemingly forgetting what she had just said a moment earlier. And grabbed his hand and guided him upstairs. I trailed kissed down her flat belly and began to lap at her pussy. As he leans forward, pushing himself into her ass, I hear her scream, “FUCK…YES…get in my ass Paul…THIS is a revenge FUCK, isn’t it boys?” “Yes Goddess” in unison as Paul rocks back and forth, his cock driving into her BDSM ass. “No, you can stay like that. How does it feel to have been decieved? He slammed into me, his hands gripping domination my heavy breasts. Heavy slightly sagging tits with long erect nipples, trimmed pussy and good legs. I only knew that if that girl in the mirror wasn't me, I would totally try to fuck her! She had witnessed be doing every other act that had me embarrassed. At six feet, her mouth opened. I excused to the bathroom to pee femdom and clean up to go to sleep “Only if you want to,” he agreed. “What are we waiting for?” I also ordered three microwaves. “Oh, are you homophobic, too, Lola?” I asked, sneering. I look down to Sylvia and ask her: "Sylvia, do you hear what your daughter bitch asked for?" and Sylvia replies: "Yes Sir! Like her, they were perfectly human, except for their mouse ears and tails, making them cuter than Bondage sin. Just lay back and relax for a moment.” “Oh God,” he gasped, his breathing heavy and laboured.