It was a not so subtle reference to the scandal sites christening the four of them as The Major's Harem right after the vids from that stupid club inc...dent splashed across the net. (I suppose I never will be able to convince anyone that I'm really just a retired captain and not a major. I wish I got the pay, screw the title.) It was reported "on impeccable authority" that I was bedding all four and at least three if not all four were pregnant with my children. Pretty quick work for one. Greg walked over and let him in. He looked at me with those deep piercing eyes. Greg can wait I thought. “Here boy come and please me” I said and rubbed his head. Sitting naked on the couch, legs wide apart and my doggy lover lapping at my pussy. What a site we must have been. I looked over at Greg sitting watching, his cock pointed at the ceiling. I leaned back and closed my eyes. “Yes my darling Randle lick my pussy, lick my clit, and make me come” I cried as my orgasm swept over me. I. Only the quest remained to push her beyond physical limits, where spiritual necessity overcame fresh obstacles barring her from making the discovery of a lifetime.Physical pleasure would have to wait until later.Professor Alan Ratchet studied his hand drawn map. It was collection of lines he had pieced together from ancient carvings placed in primitive burial sites. If his theory was correct, a civilization once arose on the massive island, comparable to the African empires which existed before. I asked Sarah if it was normal to have wine on hand at the store and she just laughed.She was the owner' wife.Sarah explained that Ana had told her about our needs for purchase a couch and a bed. All the while I noticed the sexy lady was crossing and then uncrossing her long toned legs.Then she offered to show us some bedroom sets.She then took us and showed a nearby set that my wife liked. Ana asked her to lie on that bed; which she did. Then Sarah sat down next to my wife. Ana had had some.