Both of us seem a bit uncomfortable, nothing said, we headed for the ladder to get out and go inside to dry off. M. climbed out in front of me, and i ...oticed her pussy seemed even more swollen,straining against the fabric of her bikini. As I climbed out, I saw her glance back; to my embarassment, my cock was throbbing, sticking out with my shorts sticking to me like static cling, she could see everything. It looked like I had a big hanging pole in my pants. We got inside and she got me a. My legs turn to jelly and I can barely remain standing as his big strong hands slide across my back.‘Oh My GOD!!!!’ is all I can think, sliding my own hands across my nipples, then down my taut belly to my two inch stiff dick.“You can come and stay with me for the week. I have a lovely place, with a heated pool, hot tub and sauna, not to mention the views. so it would still feel like a holiday and I have class A’s there as well.” He tells me as his hands move from my lower back on to my bum. He. .. what - exactly - did you say about them?" I said they are our masters." Why?" Because if I hadn't told you, you wouldn't know." No, I wasn't asking 'why did you say it' - I understand that, well ... at least as much as I understand any of this. I want to know why they are our masters." Because they are Maunakean." Right, but who ... are..."Having brought the conversation full circle, Pete hesitated, reluctant to begin another cycle that would doubtless be just as unsatisfying as the last. Finally, she let go of the pole, walked back over to where she had dropped her umbrella, turned her back to the area where Armand was seated, and began to unbutton her coat. As it fell off her shoulders, she bent down to pick up the umbrella. She snapped it open and twirled it so that it covered her bikini-clad body in time to the music. Armand, and the rest of the audience longed to get a good look at just what she was wearing behind that umbrella. Andromeda walked around the stage, twirling.