In the dark her outline, smell of her, each warm beside the other. Written in white on a black field, and held by a hand rendered in warm smudgy grain... fleshtones, the titlecard reads ‘Bunraku Sex Tape.’ As the title card drops out of view it reveals the ruddy nipples and lithe form of an athlete from neck to thighs as she raises the card held in her other hand: ‘Directed by Oxen.’ She lowers this one too, turns and walks directly away. Slow flexors of asswalk and the back of her head come down. I was a volunteer, one of about 40 and only one of 10 or 11 males, and the volunteers rooms and club house had their back to a secluded side of the beach informally knows as Volunteers Beach and more informally as Tittie Beach for most of the volunteer women (mostly European and predominantly Scandinavian) preferred to swim and sunbathe topless. The volunteer community was very sexually active, both with the single members of the community, the soldiers doing their service in the kibbutz, and. "Megan was about to say good-by when Derrick leaned over and kissed her softly on the lips before leaving. "Bye uncle Derrick, see ya later." Bye Megan, and I'll try to make this quick and get back here to you as fast as possible. I'll think about you the whole time I am gone. See ya."Megan was lying facedown on the pool deck with her earphone on and didn't hear Derrick as he walked up. He stared at her tight buns and rubbed his crotch as his silently thought. "I can hardly wait until I get to. “About a year ago Alan met some people who had a product they wanted to bring into the country and it couldn’t go through customs, if you know what I mean. Since Alan was now friends with Randall he approached him with an opportunity to make some really big money. Randall refused, so Alan went to Beckey. Beckey gave it some thought and said she was interested but if Randall refused then it wasn’t going to happen. Alan planted the seed in her head that if Randall were out of the picture.