" It sounded like an accusation."Yeah ... I let my curiosity get the best of me," I admitted."Thinking of getting to know them better?" There was no h...mour in her voice."I'm not quite that desperate yet. Maybe later this summer," I said, trying to dismiss it lightly."I'd be surprised if you were ever desperate," she mumbled, turning away.I watched her walk away toward her bunk, pulling the sheets off and stuffing them into the almost full laundry bag. She would haul them up to the marina. As the weather changed and became colder and the rain came more often and the leaves started to fall, I had got our house up to about head height and I decided to start on a roof rather than go higher. Mataoka wasn’t as tall as I and building the house higher would take longer than I liked. Mataoka had already cut a lot of stalks to use as thatch and, as we were so practiced making wigwams, we soon had a roof on. I had to make it quite pitched because of how we were thatching it, so the low. With my beautiful wife between us I felt loved. I fell asleep with a smile on my face.I woke up in the bed alone. I heard some talking outside the room so I figured the women were up and around. I got my morning rituals out of the way and come out to join them.Beth had her silk pajamas on and April had a hotel robe that was loosely tied at the waist. I could see a lot of pale breast. Thankfully my sleeping pants were loose enough that my morning wood wasn’t as obvious. Or so I thought“Damn. .. The car stopped. “Well, have a nice day, Becky,” the drive said, giving me a nod from the front seat. “This is the right place, yes?”I blinked, looking up and realized we were at my dorm. The sun was setting, evening deepening around the building. Students were streaming out, including female students. They were talking, looking at their phones, or just hurrying alone. None of them had any idea of the potential to change their lives with my cum.My fertile, motile cum.“Thank you,” I said to.