A desk, into which he carved the passing days after deciding pen and paper weren’t dramatic enough. A plain wooden chair at the desk was the only pl...ce to recline other than the bed. The room was just big enough for Pierre to keep up with his yoga, Catharine had been thoughtful enough to leave him a mat. Lying in bridge pose, he heard her voice float in. ‘Pierre, how are you today?’ ‘Great, just peachy.’ He said, dripping with sarcasm. ‘Tell me, Pierre, how do you feel?’ ‘How do I feel? I. Guess I turned a little red as she exposed her womanhood to me. She left us there and went in the camper and retrieved three more beers. Big Bill looked at me and said " What you think looking at her pussy". I was taken back by his remark and managed a meek "It looks hot" As Sandy came out of camper was then that realy looked at her and saw how hot she was dressed. Even standing she looked to be a well built woman standing may be 5' 8" with very large breast. The tight nylon blouse she had on. ”“I’m not so sure. For one thing, I’d make a very strange Pharaoh.”“How do you know? Maybe not all of them were big, muscular guys. Anyway, if we want those drinks, we should go downstairs now.”*****In the living room, we sat on the sofa and drank vodka and orange juice. She had a heavy hand with the vodka, and we were into the third refills. They went down smoothly, and I underestimated the impact they were going to have on me.She must have underestimated the effect too. She was doing one of. I’m all yours. Make me yours. Whatever you want. Whenever you want……Make me a dirty slut. That’s it, your big cock feels so good baby….” Mark can tell Dana is talking, but her face is buried in Brad’s shoulder and he can only make out a few words. Her own words are so arousing that Dana feels an orgasm welling. “Oh, yes babe, like that, make me cum….Oh fuck yes,” Dana mumbles as her orgasm overtakes her. Her arms and legs wrap around Brad for security as waves of pleasure and contractions in.