How does that strike you?That sounds good. Billy, will I be spending all night with you, or just the time it takes to fuck?That is entirely up to you,...Alice. I would like it if you stayed all night, but I always bow to the lady's wishes on that point. Please understand that our use of the phrase "sex slave" is really a joke among us. In no way are you a slave. You have as much to say in the matter of sex as I do. If you doubt me, just ask the rest of the women, but make sure that they are not. "I shall pass on your warning to the authorities in England, but without evidence of the capabilities that you ascribe to the substance, and with no evidence of production in Europe let alone in England, I doubt the authorities will do anything."The professor jumped from his chair fuming with rage, his face red and his fists clenched. "You doubt my word? Are you accusing me of being a charlatan?" Not at all, Professor, but as a scientist you know evidence must be produced to substantiate any. Olivia wore them only once when Tim and her made love. After that, she never wore them again. Here on this tropical island, she wore exclusively cotton ones. Her silk, satin, and lace were all at the bottom of the drawer. Plus she had a boxful in the warehouse that was built for each person to store their extra things there.She slid into her body and cuddled with Tim. He slept like the dead. Nothing but a full bladder woke him at night. He'd take his leak, walk back into bed and was sleeping. Soon, as I was rubbing her clit, she again arched her back and thrust her hips skyward, but now a river of cum came gushing out of her small lips, and I watched and felt as her pussy contracted, squeezing my fingers out as she continued to moan and cum.Eventually her orgasm subsided, and she lay, eyes closed and panting in a puddle of her own cum. After a few minutes of cuddling and discussing how much fun we had, she caught her breath and asked me if I wanted to finger her some more. Delighted.