I almost hit the panic button. Then I remembered I could change their minds for them and make them like where they were. They were making a good incom... from the café and I definitely didn’t want them leaving town with the girls. After I got them straightened out about not moving I also took the liberty of adjusting their minds about seeing me around the girls. I arranged so that if they saw me walk up and put my arm around one of the girls or fondle her ass or tits they would think nothing. My hips undulated. I swung the hammock by moving my arms, sliding my cunt up and down his cock. It was so wicked. My hair dangled and my nipples throbbed.“You are a wicked wife,” Thrak groaned and seized my hips.He didn't fuck me. He slid my pussy up and down his cock. The hammock creaked and groaned as I swung back and forth, his cock sawing in and out of my depths. I loved it. My toes curled as they brushed the wood decking. His dick went so deep in me when he swung me close then slid out to. There's a familiar pressure of cock against underpants, the entrapment of the willing. A memory prods me, of when I was younger. Before women, before sex, but after the discovery of pleasure. I remember the motion and the feeling; the pure wanton release of youth, and the unbelievable frequency of it. I blush, remembering the stiff stained sheets; proof of the act, or sometimes just the dream.I lie on my back, calm and sure in the warmth, and slide my hands down my skin. There's a certain. "That'll be $12.75 please, love." The barmaid's voice suddenly cut into her thoughts and she handed over a twenty. "Keep the change," Nikki said smiling at her. She was about to leave when a thought came to her. "Um....I'm with some friends tonight but I feel a bit of a gooseberry. Would you mind if I came over later and talked to you?" "Not at all, it'd be nice to speak to someone rather than just serve them all night. I'm Terri by the way," she told Nikki, extending her hand for her to shake..