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It’s one thing being naked in front of others, but to be licking Jon’s penis is something else. We lie on the bed reading a book for an hour or so before Jon told me to take a shower then put my cheesecloth dress on. We went down for dinner then out to a bar down the road. We sat at a table outside (how often can you do that at 11 o’clock at night in England?) and talked (and drank) about all sorts. He was obviously concerned about my happiness in my new life but I managed to re-assure him that there was no problem on that score. He also told me that I had to make notes for this journal, he didn’t want anything ‘interesting’ missing from it. We had a few to drink, but not as many as the previous night (well me anyway) and as we were walking japanese back Jon put his arm round me and on my bum under my dress. It was still there when we walked into the hotel bar for a coffee before bed. Monday July 27 When I woke up Jon was sat on the balcony reading. One of the girls from next door was on their balcony looking at him and licking her lips. I think that Jon was so engrossed in his book that he didn’t notice her. I wasn’t going to disturb the situation and just watched her watching him. She was in just a pair of knickers and her right hand moved down to the front of them and started run rubbing her pubes then moving down and between her legs. I looked back at Jon, and could see that he was starting voyeur to get an erection. Was he just pretending to read? The girl was getting braver and had put her hand inside her knickers and was clearly masturbating. This went on for a minute or so then I heard a noise from next door and the girl stopped and went in. “Poor girl” I thought, I know just what it’s like to get worked-up and not to be able to finish the job. Jon had me wear my long wrap-round skirt, the one that opens wide when I walk, and one of my short baggy tops that day. We got a bus into town, the journey only took 20 minutes but the bus was crowded and we had to stand. I had to reach up to grab a handrail and my right breast was hanging out of the bottom of my top. This seemed to please the old man that was in the seat next to me and with Jon’s hand stroking my bum through the thin cotton skirt I was happy. Just before we got off Jon noticed the public man’s face and told me to part my feet about a foot. My skirt opened and from the angle that the man was I’m sure that he could see that I didn’t have any knickers on. This only happened for a couple of minutes because we were getting to where the bus stopped. Ibiza town was very interesting, I’ve never seen a city like that, so different to England. The drivers looked as if they were all mad and I asked Jon if they had any traffic rules. He said that driving there was no worse than driving in London. “Something else that I’ve never done” I said. My flashes of legs and stomach didn’t attract any attention and we walked round a couple of shops before going up to the ‘old town’. Now that was interesting, so old, and everything seemed so small and white. Jon told me that just asian about every house on the island was painted white and that the island was also known japan as the ‘white island.’ There’s a couple of places up there that have some fantastic views and at one of them, when there was no one else there, Jon told me to lift my top over my breasts and to hold my skirt wide open while he took a photograph of me with the scenic view in the background. There are thousands of steps in the old town and I think that Jon picked that skirt on purpose. At one point. He was following me up some steps and he grabbed the bottom of my skirt and pulled it right back. I’m sure that he had seen the teenage boys that were coming down the steps in front of me. They came out with all the expected comments but I daren’t do anything about it, Jon would punish me. Miya tugged on her flesh, the prolapse extended halfway down her shapely thighs. Shion whimpered nearby, her hands beneath her japanese skirt, rubbing japan asian at her pussy. Do you think she’s going to be able to handle getting felt up by those dykes?” But I did want to feel it. He gave public her a gentle kiss on the cheek and left. I froze up trying to write back to you. My head hung from my shoulders and my eyes caught the image of my breasts swinging beneath me as the dog fucked wildly. “Enjoy!” Sam said when she broke the kiss. Female submission is a rejection of everything our society stands for, and submissives are rightly ostracized. “Kinky,” Leann said. 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