" But I am sorry that Timothy had to see all this," I said. "This was supposed to be a quick in and out, brighten his day - yours too, by the way - an... be on my way kind of deal." It was very thoughtful," she said. "And it did brighten my day. But it's an awfully lot of money to spend on a stranger." I can't take all the credit," I said. "There's a group of us who kind of get together to do something like this every year around this time." It's still a lot to offer to a stranger," she said.. There were about 20 people the first weekend and the parties grew weekly. The parties were pretty calm with out any real issues, other than the fact that I would on occasion flash my cock if given the chance. Dee knew, but didn’t complain. She was an exhibitionist herself, and we did skinny dip on occasion with a couple of friends. But there were not any orgies, damn it. Fiends (Larry and Linda) that I was stationed with in the states and also overseas were also stationed at Bill’s base. They. He has a twinkle in his eye and has not stopped staring at Caroline since he entered the hall.The four servants form up in a line, stand smartly, expectantly.The male servant who rang the bell informs Joe and Caroline that he is Harrington, Lord Dammartin's butler. The girls are Tillycoat and Nibley, a brunette and redhead, respectively. He does not state their role. The two male servants are Old James and Young James. Caroline cannot see any difference in age, they both look to be about. It took about a minute for her convulsion of pleasure to stop. Oliver was still on top of her, sweating profusely from the hot sun and the exertion of fucking. His sweat dripped down onto her taunt stomach and the rivulets ran off of her hips onto the deck. Oliver withdrew from Ronnie and flopped back on the deck. His arms could not hold him up any more. His cock, however, remained rigid and upright, pointing straight upward. Cindy and I had stopped fucking long ago. My cock was still.