“Very ingenious because it’s a duet. Look forward to seeing your performance.”“Thank you!” Abby smiled taking Brad’s hand. They walked to ...he small side room where John Stevens was sitting at his piano.They noticed Ben and Jully and a cameraman were watching a trio finishing their song rehearsal with John.“Hi, Zack gave us permission to sing a song, not on the list,” she said. Brad handed John the list.“Have a particular song from this list?”“Yes, Party For Two, by Shania Twain.”John sifted. After pouring a bedtime scotch we snuggle together in the cockpit. Her hand strokes my thigh moving up into the leg of my shorts and she starts nibbling my neck. After a briefly stroking and squeezing my cock she leaps up and disappears below. 'WTF!' I think.She calls up from the saloon. "Get your arse down here MD. I need screwing. Now!" How romantic is that!Needing no second bidding I dive below, securing the hatch behind me. I'm just in time to glimpse her gorgeous naked derriere. ”“Did the men kiss your big ass?”“Yes, I asked them. They licked it also, while I stood with my legs apart and my hands behind my head. Just as you like me standing when you worship my ass. And Marianne and I tongue kissed at the same time. Exquisite.”“Were they bigger than me?”“They were huge. I did tell them you were nine-inches.”“Did the men orgasm?”“Yes, I gave one of them a hand job and the other a blow job,” I whisper with a hand on his no longer flaccid cock.“Did you sit on her face. ....."He never saw the wire come round his throat and pin him to his headrest. In a matter of seconds Rachel had put several turns on it with a pair of pliers and Bob was practically motionless. Although it was barbed wire, it wasn't the heavy duty stuff used to make fences; it was finer with smaller barbs but still way beyond snapping and sharp enough to dig into Bobs neck in a couple of places and cause a few, small trickles of blood to appear. He did try to struggle but, frankly,.